Текст песни Ион Суручану - Бабье лето

You went on a spree, you went on a spree,
And forgot about everything in the world
You went on a spree, you went on a spree,
This night is responsible for everything!

And it's time to dawn
Paints the leaves with a wondrous color,
You get drunk without wine -
Indian summer is coming!
You are drunk without wine!

Indian summer has come
My soul tore apart
What are nights and dawns to me -
Indian summer has come!

Everything burns with love
Autumn spares no colors,
Autumn does not regret color -
Indian summer!

You went on a spree, you went on a spree,
And from the caress you get drunk
You went on a spree, you went on a spree,
You don’t regret anything!

Let the years fly by
It won't change you
You are the same as you were yesterday
Indian summer is to blame
You are as you were yesterday!