Текст песни Миша Марсо - Осень по имени Соня.

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Autumn named Sonya.

This fall has spilled
And then dried up!
In the bowl an old woman, but the ground fell.
I would like to contemplate the cape from the window,

But instead - evil trade winds are plotting
And for three months people have a running wave.
They are depressed and hard drinking!
Someone maybug out of the window, but not her,

Or maybe you.
And you are the sea.
Autumn will dry up and there is nothing to bridges
After it, only a pound of salt.

The purest lady of all four!
Only sleeps and the name Sonya approaches her.
She will leave on Thursday, you look,
After all, her nameless women will replace her.

They are not affectionate from dawn to dawn,
You will plow like a stubborn horse!
Ask Autumn by the name of Sonya:
“Will you come, can I play along with the piano !?”