Текст песни А. Розенбаум - Вальс-Бостон

On a carpet of yellow leaves
In a simple dress
From the crepe de Chine presented by the wind
Danced in the gateway Autumn Waltz - Boston,
Flew off a warm day and hoarsely sang the saxophone.
And people from all around came to us,
And birds flocked from all the surrounding roofs,
Golden dancer flapping her wings ...
How long, how long the music sounded there!

As part I see a dream, my amazing dream,
In which autumn we waltz dances - Boston!
There the leaves fall down
Records spinning disk:
"Do not leave, stay with me, you are my whim ..."
How often do I see a dream, my amazing dream,
In which autumn we waltz dances - Boston!

Drunk with pleasure, forgetting about the years,
An old house, long in love with its youth,
He swung all the walls, opening the windows,
And to all those who lived in it, he gave this miracle.
And when the sounds in the night dusk subsided
Everything has its end, its beginning, -
Sad, autumn cried
Little rain ...
Ah, what a pity this waltz
How good it was in him!