Текст песни Ирина Богушевская - Нежная осень

Gentle autumn, messenger of heaven,
With eternal flute in his hands.
In the sky, clear from edge to edge,
Light moves like a river.

Strict Parks spun their yarns.
Tenderness flickers in the chest,
And it is impossible to say "Come"
Requests from the lips: "You come.

Be closer to me, and the spell will fail
Gate guarding the peace.
We will be equal to an infinite hug
With this heavenly river. "

Angels of Light, we weave a meeting,
Let me breathe "yes."
And it is impossible to say, "Let Evening"
asks lips:. "Forever"

Together with you - through the reflections of the worlds
We tear out the heart of the worlds.
Together we will go for the blessed groves,
Where light becomes blood.

Gentle autumn, winter and summer,
The true, eternal "Yes" -
All come true! If you answer me,
If you come for good.