Текст песни Рок-Острова - Это осень

Rain and snow in the yard,
As always in November.
At night crying the soul,
Days are rushing.

This fall from the sky will throw the crude of the last cranes.
For our life, the wind is wearing, every year everything is stronger.
These days as marching, these days on the heart pain.
This black vision will penetrate us with you.

As if in the sea, the ship,
Sun hearts in the rain.
This pain is so old
Do not drow in water.