Текст песни Олег Лобо - Ожиданье зимы

Once the summer looked autumn,
She sat at the table guest of honor.
Through the crown of apple lomilas bluish tint,
Sunset foliage tinged hair.
Clubs of smoke from the samovar tart,
And breathing air fragrant tea,
Sadly stars jumping from branch to branch,
Above the horizon Studite month water.

During the talk of haymaking,
On the harvest and the essence of the eternal truths
Nobody was in charge of that one issue
Once upon a time all went regulations.

Frosty rime covered with grass,
And the first crust covered with puddles,
Fussed summer: "Good God!
It's time for bed! "- Said peretruzhenno.
Autumn sighed, threw up her hands,
I sat sadly on the fallen foliage days.
Greetings in the summer sky shoals
Birds fly to the country where it is warm -

They will leave a thin hope
And promises a familiar fragrance.
Trees shed their clothes,
And the majestic crown disappeared.

She said the fall: "Go to sleep, my friend,
And I think I'll sit a little bit,
As long as the window did not knock blizzard
And the white chalk is not zamazhet our doorstep. "
And the wind, the earth spilling stars
Maple leaves on the red sunset,
Rock the empty net birch
In an attempt to portray weak storm.

And the evening came from the rear exploration
And he began to reign forever in the yard.
Clubs of smoke from the samovar tart,
Sadly stars jump on the bare branches ...

(Mus. Seq. Oleg Lobo)