Текст песни Детские - Осенний блюз

Sprinkles,
Autumn decorates the road with leaves,
Scattering in apologies, sweeping
Wind colorful spots of October.
Light streams
A string of ripe berries turns purple,
And swinging on the branches, on thin knitting needles,
Falls down, as if melting before our eyes.

Chorus:
Autumn blues in silence
Don't be silent, you write, Oh-oh
I want so much, I strive so hard
Hear your autumn blues
Hear your fall blues

These sounds
Take my hands out of the piano
Evaporating, driving away the hearts of torment,
To the melody of autumn rain
Light streams.
A string of ripe berries turns purple,
And swinging on the branches, on thin knitting needles,
Falls down, as if melting before our eyes.

Chorus: 2x

Moose. Alexandra Ermolova, lyrics Anna Bochkovskaya