Текст песни атма - Осенний Фокстрот

The sky is shrouded in a golden veil,
Sweet tear I fall in my palm
An old tale under a mountain pine,
I foretell the past, whisper to you "wait"

Autumn will meet a herbarium of sad songs and poems,
Terrible flocks of gray clouds,
What happened to us? We fly between the worlds
Merging into one ...

The dream is blind, in the eyes of the wall - rainy passion,
Love is a game, and hello again ...
Autumn Foxtrot.

On stage, the duet is a string quartet,
The table opposite, the soundless no.
A glass without wine, all evening alone
Dank autumn, gray earth

The dream is blind, in the eyes of the wall - rainy passion,
Love is a game, and hello again ...
Autumn Foxtrot.

They drive a taxi, but I'm not in a hurry -
I fly through the park with a rainbow bird.
I better remember the first kiss
Leaves, hugs, autumn ... Dance ....