Текст песни Кристина corp - Октябрьский Вечер

So it turns out, maybe in vain
Maybe in vain I promised
Soon come, but it is rare
I remembered your phone.
Soon come, but it is rare
I remembered your phone.

He was a warm october evening,
How naive we were then
I kept you gently by the shoulders,
Do not forget the evening that never.

So it turns out, maybe in vain
Maybe I said in vain,
That very dear to me this city
House and floor on which you are.
That very dear to me this city
House and floor on which you are.

He was a warm october evening,
How naive we were then
I kept you gently by the shoulders,
Do not forget the evening that never.

So it turns out, only here is the memory
Every night does not give me to sleep,
I remember the woven laughter your girl
Which name is my sadness now!

He was a warm october evening,
How naive we were then
I kept you gently by the shoulders,
Do not forget the evening that never.