Текст песни Михаил Тераевич - ОСЕННЯЯ ГРУСТЬ

On a park bench
The day is not hot at all
Sheltered a little sadness
Fall start
There was a knock on my soul
Gray rains, well, let it be.

In the silence of the alley
Echoes are audible
Lovely hearty voiced heels.
You fly towards
And I know the evening
It will be wonderful without words.

Autumn, please leave yourself
Autumn, sadness in September
Autumn, I say thank you
For meeting your best.

May not matter
Meet one day
Somewhere in the middle of autumn sometimes
Just do not dream
And will not happen again
Autumn day is my best.

On a park bench
The day is not hot at all
Sheltered a little sadness.
But prankster-wind
In deciduous light
This sadness will dispel, well, let ...

Autumn, please leave yourself
Autumn, sadness in September
Autumn, I say thank you
For meeting your best.

Autumn is the most long-awaited friend
Autumn, let it not be summer all of a sudden,
Autumn, I’m not rushing happiness for a moment,
I, Autumn, love Her so much ...

Autumn, I say thank you
For meeting your best ...