Санкт-Петербург - Осень 1970 года
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Autumn, autumn, autumn
Somewhere summer is left
But there is no more, no
There is no more, no

Autumn, autumn, autumn
What do you ask for trees?
Maybe summer
But there is no more, no

In the fall
Leaves rustle underfoot
Many people like it
And I ask for warmth and summer
But there is no more, no

Autumn, autumn, autumn
Somewhere summer is left
But there is no more, no
There is no more, no

In the fall
Leaves rustle underfoot
Many people like it
I am twenty years old
I'm walking against the wind
And you are with me - we are two wet berets
And no summer no longer, no

Autumn…