Текст песни мелодекл. С. Калининной, сл. М. Погореловой - Ещё не осень

Not yet autumn, but long ago, not summer,
Sad sadness, sleeveless days,
Though the warm sun is still warrets -
The autumn freshness is already angry.

Still trees bright greens are dressed
And you will look around the golden golden,
I have a migratory birds for a long time Songs
They shine only forty days among themselves.

And the day is shorter and life is shorter than life,
And the night is cooler now - already longer,
And it became on the soul alarming from something -
An annoying still on the heart and sadness.

But from what the longing and sadness, so the heart is gnawing?
Way why? - not just explain!
Cause in fading nature can?
The pattern of this we, not change ...