Текст песни Лаурэлиндэ - Ведьма-Осень

On it an outfit old women-witches,
The foliage is spinning.
She comes in the evening of summer,
Retset on urban bridges.

I will find out on the avenue,
And in a quiet park and in the garden -
She is crying in a sewer,
That something whispers on the star ...

Playing white hands
On the wires in the deposits of the roofs,
Svewing in one non-stroke gamma
All the emptiness, the whole world is quiet ...

And after - under the moon dancing,
Sing gold with bushes,
And in the grass draws in the grass
Pattern of arches and bridges.

And, birds bent into the edges of others,
With an insane laugh, I will ask you:
"How without me you, people, lived?
You were bored - I agree ... "