Текст песни Яна Симон - Романс Ники

Autumn blew in the face
Summer is gone behind my back
Birds stretched to the south
The garden rustled with branches.
The letter flew away
And remained unanswered, -
Either rushing in a circle
Either the addressee has dropped out.

Autumn will chill out the threshold
Rowan will blaze with a brush
Hopeless and sad
Smoke fires in the garden
Spin along the roads
Either letters or leaves
From a random fellow traveler -
No wife and no sister.

In them love is still alive
The heart warms, the sun shines,
The fellow traveler does not know about them,
What a separation for centuries
What cherished words
Just thrown into the wind ...
He'll pick up the letters of the pack
And throw it into the clouds.