Текст песни Дубков Сергей - Девочка-осень

A capricious autumn girl knocked on my window
Blue eyes, under the green pine eyelashes
And hid somewhere in the lake, quiet blue
And drowned softly in the burning passion of lightning.

With rain on the paths and grasses barefoot,
Laughing silvery, rang through the puddles, on the roofs ...
And throwing yellow, red paints into the sky
Woven into the foliage on the trees higher and higher ...

Today, I knocked on the window softly and mildly
Familiar face ... Yes, only older and more beautiful
Already not a girl - but a fiery article young.
And the eye is depth, like two full bowls of sadness ...

I saw the tears of autumn rains on the glass.
What was youth so sad about in a golden robe?
But my virgin, there was only once and was gone ...
Remained only in a park of trees of naked statues ...

They are carefully warmed by fogs woman autumn
It may be akin to melancholy ... Or sorrow.
Without hiding in the woods thinned road graying
At the bonfires of the stars heels a shaky soul at night.

And she will fly away in us with hope beckoning "soon"
To melt in the mists like a weeping wedge crane.
As a keepsake leaving leaves a gilded heap
And quiet songs, and full of sadness of the valley ....