Текст песни Чайф - Какая ранняя нынче осень

What early autumn now,
What a strange we meet with you.
It's all like stills,
That he had seen many times, but did not understand.

Wind pounded dry leaves in the box,
The boys wrote in chalk on the walls.
The leaves are so alarmed about something whispered,
Written in chalk on the walls of the same.

What is it and can not be otherwise.
It can not be otherwise.
All that we will carefully hide,
What would then hand out little by little.

You met me in an abandoned house
With a thousand steps and with a hundred windows.
Steps without handrails, windows without glass.
You told me quietly.

You told me the main thing.
You spoke about the most important,
That night, more than you will not cry.
I said that I would not look at the time.

But it can not be so different.
It can not be otherwise.
All that we will carefully hide,
What would then hand out little by little.

It is good that we have not heard
In addition to these walls, but they will not say,
That we are with you again not kept their word -
I look at the time, and you're crying at night.

But it can not be so different.
It can not be otherwise.
All that we will carefully hide,
What would then hand out little by little.