Текст песни ArtmaX - ЛИСТЬЯ В ЗОЛОТЕ

I was not able to keep us ,
I am not God , they do not become ,
Somewhere in the distance, the white snow .
And the sadness is not about me .

Sveet wind from the roofs of leaves in gold ,
Somewhere you are silent , drowning in a whirlpool ,
And will drive crazy days of your dreams ,
Choose itself that have come true .

Autumn strike the eye ,
The flame burns eternal temple
Take a step back make up your mind ,
Push off the ground .

Sveet wind from the roofs of leaves in gold ,
Somewhere you are silent , drowning in a whirlpool ,
And will drive crazy days of your dreams ,
Choose itself that have come true .