Текст песни Павло Зібров - Жовтий лист

Yellow leaf
(Ukrainian: Петро Мага)

A yellow leaf in an autumn pa whirls under an old grand piano,
Where spring dictated to us, the rules of the holy game.

In a quiet color separations of addresses of unknown cities,
Where the color was in our hands, everything is covered by a yellow leaf
And everything loses its meaning.

Where were your traces last year's dream burns with fire.
The prints of your palms are preserved on the sand near the water.

Here wandered merry laughter and words of love "Our Father",
You are still real for everyone, only for me you are a mirage.
Autumn evil landscape ...

Yellow leaf in autumn pa
Circling under the old piano
Where spring dictated to us
Rules of the holy game.

I know myself - I'm standing in vain
You joked so badly
She left her address
In the dark mirror of water,
And how to find it ...