Текст песни Анне Вески - Листья ушедшего лета

Apparently, this was going, all one to one,
And it's hard to understand, and there's no need to forgive,
In the dim light of dawn, rain knocks on the glass
And call, don't call our summer has passed.
A fire burns out in an empty soul
Our meetings with you will become smoke in the night
And goodbye, and forget, nothing to return,
We both chose the path to loneliness.
On a gloomy day I will ask you about one thing:

Do not throw the leaves of the past summer into the fire,
They say this smoke is a bad omen
Do not throw the leaves of the past summer into the fire,
I am afraid that this will come back to haunt us somewhere.

Black ash will rustle through the smoke
Your look will become different, and your face and soul,
And behind a flat wall of September rain
When you collide with me, you do not recognize me.
On a gloomy day I will ask you about one thing:

Do not throw the leaves of the past summer into the fire,
They say this smoke is a bad omen
Do not throw the leaves of the past summer into the fire,
I am afraid that this will come back to haunt us somewhere.