Lyrics Шаркунова Анна - Последний Лист

Enamored Chilled One
Before the thread wet
The last autumn leaf,
A crimson is burning,
With sadness sees off
Can not migrate birds
The whole summer there was a neighbor on the branch
And the song caressed the rumor,
Well, here flies and a noisy flock
Leaving the farewell circle ...

I will touch my fingertips
To your shoulder and not let go.
And what we both know by heart
I'll whisper quietly for the last time
I will touch my fingertips,
I dream sleep of migratory birds
I'll go up to heaven behind you,
From the height I will break, like the last leaf ...

Having made it before sunset,
To spite the leaf fall,
I was happy with my last strength.
But I want to go to heaven,
For the first snow,
For the one that he loved so much ...
And rushed from the branch into the arms of the wind
The last autumn leaf,
He was spinning in the sky,
Free as a bird,
Spinning and falling down ...

I will touch my fingertips
To your shoulder and not let go.
And what we both know by heart
I'll whisper quietly for the last time
I will touch my fingertips,
I dream sleep of migratory birds
I'll go up to heaven behind you,
From the height I will break, like the last leaf ...

I will touch my fingertips
To your shoulder and not let go.
And the fact that I know the image by heart
I'll whisper quietly for the last time
I will touch my fingertips,
I dream sleep of migratory birds
I'll go up to heaven behind you,
From the height I will break, like the last leaf ...
Like the last sheet ...