Текст песни Вальс - Бостон - А.Розенбаум

WALTZ-BOSTON (A. ROSENBAUM)

(00:07)

1.On a carpet of yellow leaves, in a plain dress
From the wind-blown crepe de Chine
Danced in the alleyway, autumn waltz Boston
The warm day flew away and the saxophone sang hoarsely

2.And people from all over the area came to us
And from all the surrounding roofs, birds flew
To the golden dancer, flapping her wings
How long, how long ago, the music sounded there

R: How often do I dream, my amazing dream
In which it's autumn, Boston waltz to us
There the leaves fall down, the records are spinning the disc
Don't go, stay with me, you are my whim
How often do I dream, my amazing dream
In which it's autumn, Boston waltz to us

(loss) -2p

(01:41)

3 drunk with pleasure, forgetting about the years
An old house, long in love with its youth
Swinging with all the walls, opening the windows
And to all those who lived in it, he gave this miracle

4.And when the sounds died down, in the gloom of the night
Everything has its end, its beginning
Sad autumn cried, a little rain
Oh, what a pity this waltz, how good it was in it

R: the same; (loss)

(04:19)

R: the same;