Текст песни Аквариум - Сентябрь

This night sky does not become brighter
We September morning to wait until the morning
He drinks, but hardly cheerful him
He does not want the fun, he wants wine,
So that even a little bit put off the word "Time"

September - A Moveable Feast
September is sweet, like cigarette smoke
Everyone has his own method, and I know your:
Alien breath on someone's shoulder
When it was yours.
Whether one, if you want to be young ...

All down, today we celebrate the night
September is sweet. Celebrate the night without end
White table, black tea, purple wine
I knew someone who knew her,
but I do not remember his face
Celebrate the night without end