Текст песни Marsel feat. Птаха - Настроение осень

The mood of autumn,
I close my eyes and turn up the volume .
And if someone asks me ,
My answer : I'm alive , the mood autumn ...
The mood of autumn,
I close my eyes and turn up the volume .
And if someone asks me ,
My answer : I'm alive , the mood autumn ...

Click on the play ,
And the world seems to me .
Finds rhythm
And calling for him .
Swimming trams smoothly
On slippery tracks.
Outside the window the rain,
areas rather than songs.
Over the houses ,
And yellowed maple .
By the ninth ,
And straight to Zadonye .
monotonically ,
In the depths of the district,
Among the new autumn
From the windows of dusty rooms,
I see the smoke from the chimneys ,
And the way of trams .
I see this city ,
What's behind it pulls.
I see those people
Who stayed here.
And this city forever
All yours .
On the background , the seven high-rises ,
Nine stations,
The leaves are falling ,
And circling pairs.
Courtyard of the old ,
Against the background of parks and buildings.
Urban longing burns
Under the bright flame.
In the rain,
What washes avenues .
This pain ...
Under the hood and cap.
under the tracks that play in my player.
It's not so bad,
While playing the stereo.
Click on the play ,
And the whole world ,
Though with me .
I'm floating softly ,
In the tram on the district.
Closer to home,
Through the window background ,
I see what
As to the pain I feel so familiar.
Tram circle
What I see out of the windows .
When fall comes ,
We are born of the line.
Looking down ,
38 out of the house ,
too early to remember
Come autumn.

The mood of autumn,
I close my eyes and turn up the volume .
And if someone asks me ,
My answer : I'm alive , the mood autumn ...
The mood of autumn,
I close my eyes and turn up the volume .
And if someone asks me ,
My answer : I'm alive , the mood autumn ...

And I also plet
these rhymes in stories
See this country
that of my verses
New Summer glues as well as time
Children concrete walls ,
residents of
When the leaves fall we often write
All calendar will change their number
Changes everyday ,
Life yards in the studio
Lyrics appreciate the dedicated people
Appreciate the time of this Osseni
In my demo looking for all the answers to questions
Again on Plej
and again all over again
So pass the days and the years melt away with them
We scenes from old notebooks
In the streets , as well in search of something
Rain, I pribavlyuya volume
And I'm familiar tune that my columns

The mood of autumn,
I close my eyes and turn up the volume .
And if someone asks me ,
My answer : I'm alive , the mood autumn ...
The mood of autumn,
I close my eyes and turn up the volume .
And if someone asks me ,
My answer : I'm alive , the mood autumn ...

Over the years , Miles chain of life we wore
Teeth tore flesh of fate, we like the dogs of war
Inhaled nicotine, bro let ka do not drive
We became more, so that we are not alone
We are not conceited , not changed the purpose of life , we
Although the look, now we're on TV
We do not sell , even though we were tired
But then it is necessary because it's part of the dream
And I love my city , my neighborhood
I hate this noise going home
Lanes , remember Maple ?
Even with the summer outside, soul I'll be there
Each word , each line
In every drop of rain on golden leaves
I 'll dissolve in the autumn clouds and falling from heaven to melt on her lips
This is my time and I am writing about it
It gives me hope , and I told her breathe
City of dreams , love, plugs , arches , roads and gold foliage

The mood of autumn,
I close my eyes and turn up the volume .
And if someone asks me ,
My answer : I'm alive , the mood autumn ...
The mood of autumn,
I close my eyes and turn up the volume .
And if someone asks me ,
My answer : I'm alive , the mood autumn ...