Текст песни Антон Трофимов - Осенний ангел

Waiting for autumn
Everything froze. And it seems
Like forever again
The foliage turned yellow.
Like someone on the streets
Will certainly get lost
Picking up like a trifle
From the sidewalk, words.

It will pass through alleys
Will go out to a small square,
Where an hour before dawn
Not to see a soul
And fall asleep on the bench.
And to him, like horses
To the shepherd from the night,
The lines will come out in silence.

He will wake up from the rain
Wet hair.
And nobody will see
Behind a transparent wall
That he leaves the square
Humming in an undertone
And wet wings
Folded behind my back.