Текст песни Бабье лето. Чернов Владимир Евгеньевич. Стихотворение - Читает Евгений Чернов. Подбор музыки Евгений Чернов

Indian summer
Indian Summer - Autumn diamond
In raznolikogo gold.
Billions of extraterrestrial carat
Evaluated at solar power.

Draw a path to a distant geese south
Lomyat lapnikom animals on litter.
I would also lay down until the spring
On a bed of soft webs.

But it is time to lay the courtyard,
To walk in the winter, do not stumble.
And so you want to shift to the south.
On the warm sand to lie.
The bliss of the thought of the fate.
Sorry tired out muscles.
About favorite think - about itself
Or of glory, as the philosopher Nietzsche.

Colors Autumn gold foliage
Pale emerald glades,
Landed again flying dreams,
Stripping small flaws.

Indian summer. sadness webs
We kissed Mother Nature.
Thousands of ringtones and pictures
Sings the praises of this miracle year.
Chernov Vladimir Evgenevich 27.09.2012