Текст песни Вадим Мулерман - Я иду через осень

Walks the smell of grass not mint
I meet him as my
On the path of Vitivatu
Near the beam ray.

I go through autumn in the years
In the smell of young my pore
In those sunsets and in those sunrises
Disabled like bonfires.

Shy Christmas tree, needles rings,
Under birch leaves in years.
Rides a tale on a gray wolf,
Spring water drinks.

Rides a tale, always rides
Falls to the ground with raw.
Wander odors, roam, wander
The bark is acidic.

The edge is my father's soul
Ringing eternal me calling me.
What is your gold sushi -
The state of my love!

Leaves fall day in strata,
Birds stretch as much dark.
Smell on soft paws
Breeding a forest bottom.