Текст песни Валентина Толкунова - Бабье лето

Sineoka Indian summer ...
Yellow fields are dressed
And neither the cloudy nor dust -
Only wrinkles like cobs.
Only wrinkles like cobs,
Yes, from maiden dreams pictures.

Indian summer ... the time has arrived,
What seemed to me so far.
I wanted to know soon
I thought I thought - I would not have time.
I thought I thought - I would not have time!
Only the heart than I warm?

Indian Summer - Remembrance
About love and about dates of dates.
How many oaths are given and vows,
How hurts before dawn,
How many tears before dawn ...
Thanksgiving, poor summer!
Thanksgiving, poor summer ...