Текст песни Афина - Осенний вечер

Autumn evening
I'm lying on my shoulders.
The autumn evening warmly asked.
Gone towards:
He lit all the candles,
But the phone was silent.
Call at midnight - quite the same way,
But the rain and the wind is no longer counting:
Today wants my friend to cry
Bowing a nose into my shoulder.

Weather whispering: - Stay at home.
Do not take everything to heart .... -
But we are familiar with you for a hundred years,
And I do not want to lose you.

Autumn evening
Play all the candles.
The autumn evening lived with hope.
Went to the meeting
To take on the shoulders
The fact that my friend my friend wore.
Above St. Petersburg breeds
Cold wind rain oblique.
My friend and autumn want to cry -
And I put my shoulders to them.

Weather whispering: - Stay at home.
Do not take everything to heart .... -
But we are familiar with you for a hundred years,
And I do not want to lose you.