Текст песни Лампочка - ветер в карманах

Autumn
yellow leaves from the trees breaks,
Wind
at the feet of my proudly throws.
These leaves
if cold dead stars,
And for a long time on the clock it was too late.

Autumn on the glasses
rushes in windows
in the doorways.
And it seems to me,
I will not be back today.
Wind in their pockets,
all as in the novels,
Where do you just love me.
And for good reason.

Autumn,
how much we have with you memories:
warm
confessions cold partings.
Do you remember?
as the heart of happiness in the chest sank
And the leaves and the wind is not overlooked.

Autumn on the glasses
rushes in windows
in the doorways.
And it seems to me,
I will not be back today.
Wind in their pockets,
all as in the novels,
Where do you just love me.
And for good reason.