Текст песни Наталья Баязитова, Григорий Шуткин, Александр Марков - Тихо листопад закружится

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It touches, even a little bit, and the train ride starts.
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And with a sad sigh, quietly closed the door.
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Wilt night, lilac it becomes transparent,
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Among others lost your face.

A minor knocks rain on the glass, running the bushes.
On the canvas window and look blurred landscape frozen
And slide artery rowan in the cold.
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Through the failed dumb fair foliage.

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Quiet garden leaf swallow and did not turn back.
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Canet fall in the snow, in a sable - crowned by a woman.
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Float of foam on the gray silence conflagration herbs
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Zaporoshit reflection river snow ...

All forget to look in the eye and do not rush.
And for the moment, very long life to live.
Step to step through the door and stop breathing
And do not think about anything, to see through the snow and wait ...

Quiet garden leaf swallow and did not turn back.
Canet fall in the snow, in a sable - crowned by a woman.
Float of foam on the gray silence conflagration herbs
Zaporoshit reflection river snow ...