Текст песни 140 ударов в минуту - За листопадом

Deserted beach and is not so
The park smell like roses.
A night landscape does not caress the eye,
Faded stars.
I look in your eyes,
And you hide the tears.
Do not we believe that the summer romance
It could be serious.
Do not we believe that the summer romance
It could be serious.

I'll fly for falling leaves,
I did not have to.
We still will not close,
I'll fly for falling leaves. (2p).

Promised to write and stronger your
I squeeze his hand.
It is hard to understand and believe
I'm leaving.
These lips do not touch,
I do not iron over the hair to me.
Do not hold you, do not caress you,
I do not hear voices.
These lips do not touch,
I do not iron over the hair to me.
Do not hold you, do not caress you,
I do not hear voices.

I'll fly for falling leaves,
I did not have to.
We still will not close,
I'll fly for falling leaves. (2p).