Александр Градский - Сонет
текст песни

Melting in summer twilight of the foliage,
Words became weightless.
You look sadly
And only sadness in your eyes
The wind breaks the leaves ...

Chorus:

So all our paths are confused,
Frightening,
So, the farewell has come an hour
And morning will never come for us.

It is difficult to survive farewells of a moment,
The spring is circling between the stones.
Also in comprehension of being
I circle and I
Like a lonely sheet ...

Chorus:

So all our paths are confused,
Frightening,
So, the farewell has come an hour
And morning will never come for us.

So all our paths are confused,
Frightening,
So, the farewell has come an hour
And morning will never come for us.
You see, I pray: "Come back!"
Where do you hear, respond!
But you are silent again
Instead of your words
The wind breaks the leaves ...
The wind breaks the leaves ...
The wind breaks the leaves ...
The wind breaks the leaves ...
Goodbye!..