Листья праздничных кленов ( Lis'ya Prazdnichnih Klenov )

Listya Prazdnichnih Klenov (Листья Праздничных Клёнов)

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' al'bom, na foto my vdvoem nedavno

Zachem sgorayut list'ya prazdnichnyx klenov

Ehto tak nelepo vzyat' i prosto predat' lyubov'

Razluki yarkie cveta unosit veter v nikuda

Sgorayut list'ya, 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 tol'ko ne pojmu, zachem zhe opyat'

Ty xochesh' vse nachat' snachala

Zachem sgorayut list'ya prazdnichnyx klenov

Ehto tak nelepo vzyat' i prosto predat' lyubov'

Razluki yarkie cveta unosit veter v nikuda

Sgorayut list'ya, 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 list'ya prazdnichnyx klenov

Ehto tak nelepo vzyat' i prosto predat' lyubov'

Razluki yarkie cveta unosit veter v nikuda

Sgorayut list'ya, umiraet lyubov'

Lyubov', lyubov', lyubov'…

English

Leaves Of Festive Maples

Now you alone, love won't 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

It's 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 don't have powers to fall asleep

Now don't have to remember about past

But I can't understand, why again

You want to start all over

Why the leaves of festive maples in fire

It's 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

It's 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…