Текст песни К.К - Музыка тихим минором осени...

Music in a quiet minor of autumn,
mint tea, deviousness of the line.
You seem to have been thrown off a cliff
down somewhere
without even asking the name.

All will pass,
don't smoke, please,
heal your soul and do not think about time.
Happiness will find you one of the days of August
and not in the next one,
in your dimension.

Read more, breathe fresh air
sing for yourself
do not seek comfort.
May this sadness not be replaced by cold
live, not be.
This is the hour of ascent!