Текст песни Виктор Королев - Душа

And in the fall, the Red Summer will come, comes
Gardens, malls drunk.
Only sorry you
Nobody will return me -
Showed the fate of the road different.

chorus:
And on the soul farewell
My I will feed,
And for the soul is not a penny:
But love lives in it!
And on the soul farewell
My I will feed,
And for the soul is not a penny:
But love lives in it!

And for the fall, the Red Summer will come, come,
White dress night will play it.
Only who is now
The truth will understand the whole?
Let rain pay
Groken.

chorus:
And on the soul farewell
My I will feed,
And for the soul is not a penny:
But love lives in it!
And on the soul farewell
My I will feed,
And for the soul is not a penny:
But love lives in it!