Текст песни Инна Таланова - Скоро осень, за окнами август...

Soon autumn, the windows of August
From rain darkened bushes.
And I know that you like me ,
As once I liked you .

Not in vain longing eating you ,
Not in vain are you sad to me,
It can be seen in August can not come true ,
That is sold in early spring ...

Outside the window blush mountain ash,
Rain pounding on the window without end ...
And what a pity that other offense
Can not forget the heart ...

Why longing eating you ,
Why are you so sad to me,
Is in August can not come true ,
That is sold in early spring ?