Listya Prazdnichnih Klenov (Листья Праздничных Клёнов)
 Sejchas ty odna, lyubov' uzhe ne vernut'
 Sejchas noch' temna, i ochen' trudno usnut'
 Sejchas lunnyj svet i mirazhi za oknom
 Ty xochesh' znat' otvet
 Listaesh' al'bom, na foto my vdvoem nedavno
 Zachem sgorayut list'ya prazdnichnyx klenov
 Ehto tak nelepo vzyat' i prosto predat' lyubov'
 Razluki yarkie cveta unosit veter v nikuda
 Sgorayut list'ya, umiraet lyubov'
 Teper' tvoj vopros najdet otvet svoj spolna
 Teper' vremya slez, esli net sily dlya sna
 Teper' ni k chemu o proshlom nam vspominat'
 No tol'ko ne pojmu, zachem zhe opyat'
 Ty xochesh' vse nachat' snachala
 Zachem sgorayut list'ya prazdnichnyx klenov
 Ehto tak nelepo vzyat' i prosto predat' lyubov'
 Razluki yarkie cveta unosit veter v nikuda
 Sgorayut list'ya, umiraet lyubov'
 Ya tak lyubil tebya, tak veril ya tebe
 Teper' vse v proshlom, chto skazat' tebe
 Ty smotrish' foto, fotografii xranyat
 Takoj bespechnyj vzglyad
 Zachem sgorayut list'ya prazdnichnyx klenov
 Ehto tak nelepo vzyat' i prosto predat' lyubov'
 Razluki yarkie cveta unosit veter v nikuda
 Sgorayut list'ya, umiraet lyubov'
 Lyubov', lyubov', lyubov'…
 English
 Leaves Of Festive Maples
 Now you alone, love won't come back
 Now night is dark, and vera hard to asleep
 Now moonlight and mirages out of window
 You want to know the answer
 You are see album, on the photo we both together
 Why the leaves of festive maples in fire
 It's so absurd take and kill the love
 Wind take bright colours of good bye to nowhere
 Leaves in fire, love is dies
 Now your question find the answer
 Now time of tears, if you don't have powers to fall asleep
 Now don't have to remember about past
 But I can't understand, why again
 You want to start all over
 Why the leaves of festive maples in fire
 It's so absurd take and kill the love
 Wind take bright colours of good bye to nowhere
 Leaves in fire, love is dies
 I loved you so much, so much believed to you
 Now all in past, what say to you
 You are looking the photo, keeping it
 Such a careless glance
 Why the leaves of festive maples in fire
 It's so absurd take and kill the love
 Wind take bright colours of good bye to nowhere
 Leaves in fire, love is dies
 the love, the love, the love…