Текст песни Арсен оглы - Опали листья

Fallen down leaves , it's time to brutal .
And no power to keep me time .
Knocking on doors lonely old age ,
And nobody pet stroller .

And my heart wildly , like a bird ,
That thrill , then clogged , it will stand .
Is the heart of old age , too, dream
And calls on the last flight ?

Oh, those knocks and even these interruptions ,
And now on the rise , we have become not easy ...
So really , my friend , we are with you
And in fact, become old ?!