Текст песни Тёма Зимнуров - Перемешанный лад

churn LAD

 Yellow maple leaf,
  Under the legs fell off.
   Autumn motive breeze sang.
   Again, a minor way
    Saddled sunset,
   droplets of rain
          He echoed the beat.

 Only the sound of the heart
  The rate will not fall,
   In the wake of major, it is his singing.
   Blowing in the year,
    Blowing in the dawn,
   Where April and May

 And it came down to me,
  As if in a sweet dream,
   Park Old green in silence.
   game Mischief
    The one where you and I,
   Under the guitar song,
  Aroma alleys.

 Silvers temple ...
  Yellow maple leaf ...
   The breeze is singing time motif.
   Shuffle mode.
    Otgorel sunset.
   Only, the night darkness.
  Where are you, spring?