Текст песни ОСЕННИЙ РОМАНС, стихи Н. Чернецкого, музыка Линды Лаур - ОСЕННИЙ РОМАНС

AUTUMN ROMANCE
poems by Nikolai Chernetsky, music by Linda Laur

Wine hasn't been drunk yet
And the day is not sinking.
And the third is still given
Although the choice is not rich.
But careful like a fox
The woods are chunky red.
And in the front garden they lit up
Inimitable asters.

And by the shaking of the pages
The whirl of migrant wanderers
Through the leaves falling down,
On unfinished canvases
Semi-dry clouds
By the roar of the wind between the pines -
It is noticeable how close
Autumn narrows its circles.

She can be seen by the vines,
And in the gilding of the bell towers ...
Not yet drunk to the bottom
Not beveled yet.
But, appearing by the water,
The fog walks around the meadow.
And overripe fruits
They fall resiliently to the ground.