Текст песни Михаил Шелег - Бабье Лето

Do not look for me not necessary
   I'm visiting a leaf fall
   I am the golden autumn
   Invited guests
   Yellow leaves are spinning
   To my feet lie down
   And the trees in the park are ours
   Like a dome
    
   Chorus:
   Indian Summer, Indian Summer
   Grove in gold is dressed
   And gray webs
   Smoothly in the air fly
   Indian Summer, Indian Summer
   This is a good sign
   So sometimes about the Indian summer
   Everywhere people say
    
   Why I do not know myself
   I run away from home
   And with the guitar I'm lost
   Somewhere till morning
   Forgive me for this
   Fly in the Indian summer
   Wash paint and come
   Rainy season
    
   Chorus:
   Indian Summer, Indian Summer
   Grove in gold is dressed
   And gray webs
   Smoothly in the air fly
   Indian Summer, Indian Summer
   This is a good sign
   So sometimes about the Indian summer
   Everywhere people say
    
   You call on the phone
   To all my friends
   As if you are jealous of a woman
   By the autumn of me
   I have no answer
   It's just Indian summer
   The Indian summer was delayed
   For four days
    
   Chorus:
   Indian Summer, Indian Summer
   Grove in gold is dressed
   And gray webs
   Smoothly in the air fly
   Indian Summer, Indian Summer
   This is a good sign
   So sometimes about the Indian summer
   Everywhere people say
    
   Indian Summer, Indian Summer
   This is a good sign
   So sometimes about the Indian summer
   Everywhere people say