Текст песни Башня Rowan - Перелетная осень

The month of September, the outcome of an Indian summer,

Tomorrow will be a different alignment.

Heaven rings, vibrates in the sky somewhere

Birds, heavy bird fly away.

Birds meet winter raises the eyes,

Hoar-frost nipping at gold and glass.

Every creature dip in the winter does not want to

Who asked her?

 

My heart is darker than the water in the well,

Autumn river ice touched the pen.

Birds fly by dotted heavenly sailing directions,

Their directs the mind, perfect thunder

They are not afraid of the thickness of the road far,

Their wings ancient fear not enough.

Every creature after love is sad,

Every creature is crying, sensing death.

 

I stay. And you're staying too.

How to fly, where the graves of relatives?

Sleep, my dear, the Lord will not help you,

He had already decided a long time for you.

Bird Road stretches over Moscow,

After Warsaw, then - in neblizhny light.

We are not going to die. We ENTERED snow up to his waist.

But we will not die.