Текст песни Вадим Быков - День молча сменит ночь....

Day of silence will replace the night
For your window, my favorite.
Sows cool rain
Wet silver with the advent of September.
Gold leaf heaps all over the country,
Dormant autumn garden, as if waiting for spring.

The bright, distant light
Worried dream, my favorite.
Even autumn thunder
He was in love with you, not concealing desires.
Glass rain will wash,
Brooks pluck from the rooftops,
After yesterday's meeting you sleep quietly.

Morning broke into the house,
And you woke up, my favorite.
In a sleepy smile, light,
Lovely features - not to strike any day.
Gold leaf heaps all over the country,
Wind sweeps the pavement, janitor burn foliage.