Текст песни Валерий Леонтьев - Горькие яблоки

Autumn in Gypsy colorful scarf -
Loves, does not like - goes.
Bitter apples are waiting on the tray,
That they will distribute them.
Loves, does not like - how stupid to guess
On the empty bazaar
But still I want to believe and wait
Although fate scattered us.

You do not feel sad that it rained us
Let the frost begged.
Bitter apples, bitter apples,
Sweets will be bitter apples.
Sweets will be bitter apples.

Autumn, witch, I feel comfortable
Sweet sleep promises.
Bitter apples late hopes,
Meetings and separation, and farewells.
Let the days of love that is already far away
Bitterness words do not forgive -
Gorough apples that on the tray,
Happiness promise to us.

You do not feel sad that it rained us
Let the frost begged.
Bitter apples, bitter apples,
Sweets will be bitter apples.
Sweets will be bitter apples.

You do not feel sad that it rained us
Let the frost begged.
Bitter apples, bitter apples,
Sweets will be bitter apples.
Sweets will be bitter apples.

Sweets will be bitter apples.