Текст песни Александр Вестов - Голос хриплый

Forest draped brocade bedspread ,
The smell of autumn - and can not sleep ,
And the silver path became ,
When a flash of the moon in the sky .
We walked , hands touching ,
Leaves yellow teasing aroma
And the earth accelerated spinning ,
I spoke the words at random .

Voice hoarse to a whisper ,
And the silence , and the shouting.
We have no experience in love ,
And love - just a moment .

Sleepy wind foliage is not disturbed ,
Only Osinki barely trembled ,
Was it so difficult ,
Choose more gentle words?
Birds are rare we are not frightened ,
The lights were trembling a little far ,
We , wasting time , did not know
What not to remain silent about love .