Текст песни Виктор Королев - А я налью себе вина

Talk to me, autumn rain !
I will listen to window panes shaking.
Talk about the past of the road,
Fill the empty summer house .

Chorus:
I pour himself a drink ,
And you look in the mirror .
There's a shadow glide across it ,
The one that was sweet .
I pour himself a drink ,
Whose fault is ,
I'm one ,
And you're alone?

Talk to me, an autumn thunder!
And in the ocean cargo burns storm.
Talk on clear summer days ,
When I wore it on his hands .

Talk to me, my soul !
Life without love is not worth a penny .
Speak , you know the way to fly .
I want to return to bygone .