Текст песни Джей Фост - Рюкзак

August almost gone ,
and we are waiting for the coffee wet autumn morning .
Summer piled on the table
in the form of still images and someone's things.
and if no one's ,
as a kitten left in an alley ,
I left without summer
and your eyes , which never lied .
eyes fading so
It burned like stars,
leaving abandoned in a corner road backpack.