Текст песни Александр Суханов - Осенний сад

poems by Igor Pomerantsev

Someone drank summer in a hurry from the garden,
I just stayed on the branches
I just stayed on the branches
I just stayed on the branches
Solar precipitation.

Why do you grieve sister on this autumn day?
Somewhere in Africa it's time
Somewhere in Africa it's time
Somewhere in Africa it's time
Bird relocation.

This blue and this smooth surface a year is coming to an end
I want to call it that
I want to call it that
I want to call it that
Childish weather.

By the porch, a bent bowl is full of water,
And how the garden is naked
And like a garden is naked
And like a garden is naked
The closeness of our loved ones.