Текст песни Катерина Голицына - Поздно встреченный

Splits shrapnel words
And the wind carries them falling leaves!
From love again, dizzy
And crimson sunset warms us.

Chorus:
You are my pozdnovstrechenny - this late in the fall,
On the fate of the award - my favorite, my late.
You are my pozdnovstrechenny - late favorite,
On the fate of the award-gold leaves.

We'll go with you on the Star Bridge.
I'll show you such distances.
Hugging belated dream
For you & quot; Thank you & quot; autumn say.

Chorus:
You are my pozdnovstrechenny - this late in the fall,
On the fate of the award - my favorite, my late.
You are my pozdnovstrechenny - late favorite,
On the fate of the award-gold leaves.