Текст песни Анжелика Петрова - Ах, эта осень

Resigned to the fact that autumn is inevitable,
In the midst of summer I'm sad about you.
And hugging carefully and gently
I whisper frantically: "I love, I will not let go!"

I kiss the hands of the swan bends.
Once again I try to re-read.
And I say to you: "Thank you for
that you are simply there. "

Ah, this fall, fall, this fall
Knocking rain on yellow foliage.
I am this fall, this fall, this fall
I’ll name my last summer.

Because you don’t want to leave
He bows his sadness to my eyes.
For not apologizing
In front of others for me.

The dawn of the hour, it’s time to start the day.
A calendar leaf fell from the branches.
To never come back
Having flown over the warm seas.

Ah, this fall, this fall, this fall
Knocking rain on yellow foliage.
I am this fall, this fall, this fall
I’ll name my last summer.