Just nothing more we lose,
All we remembered on the Day of Judgment .
This night fell , like the pass,
For which performance expectations.
Seen past life - lived in vain,
But not in this , you know , salt.
Hear fall rains in October ,
You see , the old house stands of woods .
We flooded the house oven, stove in the house ,
We 'll call the guitar from the wall ,
Just nothing to protect us more ,
Indeed, for us all bridges burned,
All bridges , all road junctions ,
All whispered secrets of the night.
Everyone did everything I could , everything I could ,
But keep quiet about it , keep quiet .
Let the moon rise oplyvshey candle
Shutters squeak in the wind, the wind.
Oh, how I love you passionately -
Years, it does not erase , not erase .
We remained friends gather ,
We nabem potatoes old backpack .
People ask, " What's that noise , that for din ? "
We will reply : " Just like that, just like that! " .
Just nothing more we lose,
All we remembered on the Day of Judgment .
This night fell , like the pass,
For which the performance expectations.
Seen past life - lived in vain,
But not in this , you know , salt.
Hear fall rains in October ,
You see , the old house stands of woods .