Текст песни Оля - Размышления ранней осенью

Reflections in early autumn

Poems M. Siper,
Music V.Meshakina

If the leaves are water -
The fat is in the fire.
If autumn burns eyes,
Like a tear,
So think, my dear,
What's the matter,
This is not a trifle -
All wrong.
What is the view of such a patient,
My dear?
Corrosion soul sadness?
Well, let.
How many women you loved
And forgot
How much threw you
Not loving!
Raise the collar -
Rain is great.
What is there autumn Duman
You are not drunk.
You go on the pavement (God with you!),
Beat in puddles bubbles -
Lanterns
Above tagil autumn beats
Leaves fly.
Look around yourself -
Not Duri.
Your friend is near every day
Like a shadow
He, of course, supported
Your heat.
My dear, well, not Duri -
Smoke.
Let alone died, well,
Do not return.
Count your sins
And poems -
It will be easier for everyone
Your luggage.