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Sejchas ty odna, lyubov uzhe ne vernut
Sejchas noch temna, i ochen trudno usnut
Sejchas lunnyj svet i mirazhi za oknom
Ty xochesh znat otvet
Listaesh albom, na foto my vdvoem nedavno
Zachem sgorayut listya prazdnichnyx klenov
Ehto tak nelepo vzyat i prosto predat lyubov
Razluki yarkie cveta unosit veter v nikuda
Sgorayut listya, umiraet lyubov
Teper tvoj vopros najdet otvet svoj spolna
Teper vremya slez, esli net sily dlya sna
Teper ni k chemu o proshlom nam vspominat
No tolko ne pojmu, zachem zhe opyat
Ty xochesh vse nachat snachala
Zachem sgorayut listya prazdnichnyx klenov
Ehto tak nelepo vzyat i prosto predat lyubov
Razluki yarkie cveta unosit veter v nikuda
Sgorayut listya, umiraet lyubov
Ya tak lyubil tebya, tak veril ya tebe
Teper vse v proshlom, chto skazat tebe
Ty smotrish foto, fotografii xranyat
Takoj bespechnyj vzglyad
Zachem sgorayut listya prazdnichnyx klenov
Ehto tak nelepo vzyat i prosto predat lyubov
Razluki yarkie cveta unosit veter v nikuda
Sgorayut listya, umiraet lyubov
Lyubov, lyubov, lyubov…
English
Leaves Of Festive Maples
Now you alone, love wont come back
Now night is dark, and vera hard to asleep
Now moonlight and mirages out of window
You want to know the answer
You are see album, on the photo we both together
Why the leaves of festive maples in fire
Its so absurd take and kill the love
Wind take bright colours of good bye to nowhere
Leaves in fire, love is dies
Now your question find the answer
Now time of tears, if you dont have powers to fall asleep
Now dont have to remember about past
But I cant understand, why again
You want to start all over
Why the leaves of festive maples in fire
Its so absurd take and kill the love
Wind take bright colours of good bye to nowhere
Leaves in fire, love is dies
I loved you so much, so much believed to you
Now all in past, what say to you
You are looking the photo, keeping it
Such a careless glance
Why the leaves of festive maples in fire
Its so absurd take and kill the love
Wind take bright colours of good bye to nowhere
Leaves in fire, love is dies
the love, the love, the love…
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