Текст песни Ирек Тухватшин - Последний долг

Autumn befriended
From my memory;
I recall the former,
He remembered everything about her.
With his head buried
The leaves are gray dog,
Someone echoes
The wind carried away there.

In the old aspen
Rime in silver
Is it possible,
To September
People noticed
With over blue
Phantom of the sky ...
Dome gold.

I looked at the stars,
I saw them in person;
In the morning they went out,
They're out of luck.
I stood beneath them,
I thought about her,
Okay, popoёm.

You do not let up,
Even at night
She sang her songs
I for details.
I delved into them at once,
Just everything was,
Understand their meaning,
I'm not far away.

Leaves rustled,
play along with us
Month confused
Debt giving years.
Two new verse
old dream
You can not remember
And do not ask you.

Time lot
It can be seen below,
But it is easy to learn
The former face of that.
Girls fun,
Very naughty,
I ask: - cut.

In the old aspen
Rime in silver
Is it possible,
To September
People noticed
With over blue
You do not have with me.