Текст песни Антоха Гумбин - 11. Осенний вальс

Pulls on the road, away from the threshold
Immeasurable surface.
Autumn sister, give me a little
Lie in your leaves.

There, across the river, in a mown field
Think about something of your own.
Autumn with a transparent hand
Knocking at my house again.

Autumn has forgotten what happened to her
Exactly only a year ago.
A fiery bird is spinning in the sky
And sings along with me to the beat.

And year after year above the firmament
Time is running past us.
Finding freedom again
Autumn is dancing its waltz.