Текст песни Максим Аншуков - Устало лето

Wearily summer will come more encores
 A cold north are increasingly drawn to itself
 For berries in the field, a flock of hardy birds
 We have been waiting for a house on the wide river

 We on the porch ringing Autumn Ball
 We on the porch this morning with people
 Hat in the sky, the sun on the palm
 Near Consider hands do not touch