Текст песни Михаил Лиманский - Красные Листья

My guitar neck is dry
Disturbs the heart and hurts
Maybe she's tired to sing
The string does not ring as before
On the maple tree outside the window burns
Foliage in early October
And in that fire burns to ashes
My whole life is like a coal

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Red leaves
The branches are burning
They will soon be carried away into the cold
Red leaves
They don't know
The fact that they will never meet spring

I remember the harsh edge again
Yes, that he shared with the taiga years
I'm like a postal dove
I returned to my native land again
Last time flew like the wind
Here is a house, a gate and a threshold
But no one there met me
Only the lock creaked on the door

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Then I'm in the tavern until dawn
Drowned both grief and sorrow
I didn't notice that summer
Has rushed away irrevocably into the distance
The guitar fell silent
Probably no more strength
But once she helped out
When I asked her to sing

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