Текст песни Мария Машук - Бабье лето

All autumn pictures -
Hermitage in each park .
There chestnut - giants
We are raising their gifts .

Seagulls frantically share
Fish , smelt dinner ;
The sun shines just barely,
Halo everything is already ...

I'm running out of the house ,
Do not rush or trying
After all, the sky weightless ,
From the corner of my touching ,

Shelest about this and that ,
Indian summer swims .
Saw? Be you a poet .
For what? No one knows.