Zambezi Типси Тип - осень танцует..
текст песни

And what was bothering her, cold November
Or something more
Just tired of anchor,
Having forgotten the past.

Changing the scenery in a new way,
Rachmaninov filled the room
Sitting by the window you see off the sunset
The melody of the evening into the void.

The sky is ink and oily point
In the sky the moon.
Let it not be an obedient daughter
Mother kicked out of the house.

Tit from hand after the crane
And no longer catch, the circle narrows
And every day it is more difficult to breathe.

Chorus:

Autumn dances, tearing off the wind
Drunk leaves, so it happens.
Autumn dances, tearing off the wind
Drunk leaves, so it happens.

Truck:

It's like running along a slippery road
It's like laughter at the funeral
Snow is parting, show many
After all, there are skeletons in your cabinets

Under the sarcophagus do not hide the soul
Like Shenel a bouquet of flowers
Generous to word, toad strangles
No one is ready to listen to them.

Runned and only four walls
And view from the window to Victory Square
A miracle saved from the clutches of Satan
Trembling hands wrinkle cigarettes

And who is to blame not to make out
You just complain on bad weather
Last entry and flame in a notebook
November goes under water.

Chorus:

Autumn dances, tearing off the wind
Drunk leaves, so it happens.
Autumn dances, tearing off the wind
Drunk leaves, so it happens.