Текст песни Дмитрий Иванов - Загуляла осень

Spree autumn in my footsteps
Frequent rains in the morning
I looked back and saw gray eyes
And hair like leaves in the wind

Where I was familiar with it
In some lands
Was she
Was mine?

Blizzard crying outside the window winter
And calling again aging
But if I did not until March I go crazy
That'll take her for a drunken delirium

Where I was familiar with it
In some lands
Was she
Was mine?

In the spring of fun, but short life
I looked for a visit and left
And carefree summer in sunny grass
Vspominai what it was

Where I was familiar with it
In some lands
Was she
Was mine?

Spree autumn in my footsteps
Frequent rains in the morning