Lito proishlo...

Lito proishlo, misyac serpen pomer
Lystya osinnye opalo z derev
Tyho, lystya opalo z derev
Osin pryishla i prynesla doshchi
Mokryi asfalt i porozn u dushi
Tyho, osin prynesla doshchi

Pryspiv:
Na nich zavzdy zakryvayutsya shtory
I sny kolorovi prysnyatsya tobi
Lito proide, osin pide dodomu
Lystya zalyshe tobi

Shchos buduvav, a potim zlamav
Padaty snih vse odno perestav
Tyho, padaty snih perestav
Shcho bulo kolys zabulos davno
Viter vidkryye poroznye vikno
Tyho, viter vidkryye vikno

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