Time knight galloping

I packed away for the summer skirts, 
night gauze scarves up in a suitcase 
I packed. September crept towards the 
woman, autumn quiet of the doldrums. 
Frost may be freely rise 
valleys in the low-lying lands. 
Nights in my arms a few swings, 
I wiggled her hips moving with passionate. 

Dreamed of you this, I thought I was 
autumn bride, rowan berry veil 
the crown of her hair. 
Now I write a song, 
Calculation of the troubled waters of Lake Ladoga. 
Take me in your arms now, is the point again night. 
Begins to rest in constructive work. 

Moonlight may be crowned by, 
a night with the stars of the wedding waltz 
a couple of shows. But where is the groom, 
in no time, a knight galloping, fall does not appear. 
So bleak is the night in March, 
wedding waltz minor chords compose. 
So are the bride's cheeks and crisp, 
the kind of apple cheeks fiancé 
eagerly waiting in silence. 

Dreamed of you this, I thought I was 
autumn bride, rowan berry veil 
the crown of her hair. 
Now I write a song, 
Calculation of the troubled waters of Lake Ladoga. 
Take me in your arms now, is the point again night. 
Begins to rest in constructive work.