Текст песни Ruzhena - Осінь.

In my window postukalasya Autumn,
and mouse shmyhnula the threshold .
As always - without reason, without invitation
came himself ... And let not the sin .
Let okutaye heat crimson streets,
or tell their stories and rain.
Put an end easily in the past,
hide all efforts under the cloak.
Slick passing moves completely as usual smile,
and will receive the gift stealthily
She's so ... - a friend of my heart.
And familiarity length of life.
04/09/14