Текст песни
Old lights fade on the wet cobblestones
I count my steps, and in them—your warm features
In my pocket—a request, folded in the fabric of a scarf
And the wind whispers come back, don't let me go
We walked these streets until the morning
Where the cafes are closed, and the lamps flicker like candles
You laugh softly—and the world suddenly breathes easier
As if our pier is hidden in every breath
Stay tonight, when the leaves swirl downwards
Let the saxophone answer, play us a call
Give me your hand—hold tight, let time wait
While autumn sings, and our ice lives again in our hearts
Under an umbrella, we share the warm scent of rain
Your fingers are like a map, I read them
The city is silent, and our faces are visible in the windows
Like stills from an old film, where there are no extra faces
The coffee has gone cold, but the mug bears the trace of a kiss
You speak one word, and it is like home
Each sound is like a note that composes a song
And we sing it, though we don't yet know the words
Stay tonight, when the leaves twirl downwards
Let the saxophone answer, play us a call
Give me your hand—hold it tight, let time wait
While autumn sings, and our ice lives again in our hearts
If dawn rises and carries the shadows away
If the cool air carries our steps away
I will keep the warmth of your days in my pocket
And at every turn, we will be together again
You will say Do you remember the evening where two shadows walked?
I will answer I remember, and that is more than words
Under a sky that smells of leaves and old tea
We fold meanings like letters in a single envelope
Your eyes are two lamps that lead us across bridges
I follow the light, though the path is simple and straight
Every breath is a choice, but the choice is to be close
And this is not fear, but our language, our sign
Stay tonight, when the leaves are swirling down
Let the saxophone answer, play us a call
Give me your hand—hold it tight, let time wait
While autumn sings, and our ice lives again in our hearts
If tomorrow comes a snowstorm or a sunny day
If the wind blows our cards away without reason
I will pick up the pieces—word by word
Step by step, I will restore our lost rhythm
Stay, don't go—listen, the saxophone repeats
He knows all the answers that lie in silence
We were young, and even in old age, simply
We will remember these nights as if they were a thrill
Let the leaves disappear—and the alley will become empty
But our footprints will remain on the asphalt
We will walk across bridges where the stars are reflected
And in every reflection, our simple dreams
You will hold me close, as if afraid of the abyss
I will respond in kind—and this will be our home
Let autumn carry away all that is unnecessary and old
Leaving only us—in the flames of candles and a saxophone
Stay tonight, when the leaves are swirling down
Let the saxophone answer, play a call to us
Give me your hand—hold it tight, let time wait
While autumn sings, and our ice lives again in our hearts
Stay Stay in this rain
Stay, and we will build a new autumn
