Текст песни Игорь Наджиев - Мертвый сезон

Oh, how sorry he is far away
Our resort town,
The beach is autumn and pier in the fog.
How on the edge of the earth
We were with you alone
In the forgotten, old restaurant.

And in the premonition of winter
We hurried to warm up
Whole world on a small attic.
And when under the knock of the wheels
The train in the distance was taken
Then we were not shy of tears.

Chorus:
Dead season, Dead season -
My light dreams.
Dead season, Dead season -
Time of happy love.

Years raced the turn
We are captive by love someone else's
Lived as if as if in the offseason.
On the crossed of two roads
My heart suddenly burned
Hot view of eyes bottomless.

Be always with you together
On your shoulder to sleep yours
Again, I wanted madly.
I told you: sorry
Do not worry
Because of the fact that we got lost from the way.

Chorus.