Текст песни Ильин Иван - Вверх

The yellow leaf is decorated with frost ligature,
But he is not happy with the outfit
He dreams of flying into the blue sky,
And he does not care that the leaves fall.

He does not like multicolored dances,
Light rain on the marble bark
The sky is the sea - these are the cherished dreams!
Blue on gray October!

All the friends that were near were ripped off
Down with the wind, to the land of cold puddles,
He is the last, bewitched by the sky
Tears up from the first winter cold.

The stem is strong, the chances are minimal
A couple of days and the first snow will fall
Will hide the leaves of the fallen bacchanalia,
And dies without escaping

Yellow leaf with transparent frost ligature.
Soft white fur will hide the body.
He dreamed that in an aspen whisper
God will hear how he wants up.

April 2011.