(Она стояла у окна)
She stood next to the window cold
She looked the gray city street
Her love, like the leaves of autumn
With trees it settles to the ground
Fall of the leaves bright and nice
It is her memories of love
And the tears standing in his eyes
This separation from her love
September leves flying like the gold
Fall and knock on the door to her
She stood next to the window cold
She looked the grey city street
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