Текст песни Елена Касьян - Осенняя

When the rains smell in autumn
And so the heavens of watercolor
I have time to bounce in your knees
The only time and last.
And there will be a mute sadness in the eyelashes,
And it will be in the palms of separation,
And sneak into the city will penetrate February
Without a shore, without a knock.
How strange we will be with you
Outside snow, outside the quarrels and pricks.
No longer for sweet hugs bed,
But only for the last breath.
Bed from bed rushing in two jumps
And the years wake up like beads.
And you fly away ... Light, far away ...
And I no longer reach ...