Текст песни Кватро - Осенняя луна

Sad, sad the last leaves,
Not already playing without sorrow,
Under the oppressive, pogasnuvshey vysyu,
Crumble at the end of October.

People lived anxiety and quieter
And sometimes looked out of the window -
They could hear the howling over the roof
Wind, rain, pipe, wire ...

So why, displaying part,
Between the clouds swept moon.
Like a glimpse of happiness of the spring,
The beauty of a constant?

Under the moon this light and fast,
I still feel very sad
Seeing rain, and the mud, and with a whistle
A pile of leaves, flying over it ...

So why, displaying part,
Between the clouds swept moon.
Like a glimpse of happiness of the spring,
The beauty of a constant?