У осени твои глаза [U oseni tvoi glaza] [English translation]

Autumn has your eyes and your smile ...

A lonely shadow in the window - a payment for a mistake.

The old film projector is dead. No miracle happened.

But I remember our meeting again ...

Everything was like in a silent movie: where there was almost no sound from the heart;

Where gesture is more important than words; where tenderness is still alive ...

My silent love, the last row, and the smell of cherries,

And you - it all was like in a movie ...

Black-and-white sunsets would change multicolor dawns,

And someone, not looking like you, would take my hand.

Hiding sadness, he would softly say: "You are hanging somewhere in the clouds again."

I would smile and answer: "Just waiting for the autumn rain ..."

Autumn has your eyes and your smile ...

A lonely shadow in the window - a payment for a mistake.

Everything was like in a silent movie: I am Greta Garbo, you are John Gilbert.

Cherry smoke, and the passion of the nights, the trail of a kiss on the shoulder ...

But the film ends, alas ... We did not stay even in the credits.

Farewell, everything was like in a movie ...

Black-and-white sunsets would change multicolor dawns,

And someone, not looking like you, would take my hand.

Hiding sadness, he would softly say: "You are hanging somewhere in the clouds again."

I would smile and answer: "Just waiting for the autumn rain ..."

Black-and-white sunsets would change multicolor dawns,

And someone, not looking like you, would take my hand.

Hiding sadness, he would softly say: "You are hanging somewhere in the clouds again."

I would smile and answer: "Just waiting for the autumn rain ..."