Текст песни Вероника Долина - Автограф

When even though a line composed,
From you do not hide your student.
And that was from reading even a small proc -
I love my read between the lines.

When you get bored of this reading,
My turn plaintive singing.
Stop postponing notebook!
Love between my hear music.

But you oppresses and calls prose.
And here comes to life blossoms and rose -
The one that has faded in the last century,
But on the table you should now.

When I tired tire out your eyes,
Or maybe old age my mouth will cool,
And turns white black pinstripe,
And proklyunetsya germ of the grain -

Let fate, mysterious biographer,
Leave me a single autograph.
Let them wander in the predawn darkness
My Love - Your shadow on Earth.