Текст песни Whining сhild - холодает

Autumn Sky stood in clouds
And cut the sun rays.
Yellow leaves gathered a bunch.
No heat no longer, do not look for.
Inevitable rusty stew,
Even in the house did a fog.
The light fills (the lamp is cold),
This autumn is a huge deception.
Ripped us, saw,
After all, they did not know that this was alloy.
As if the leaves were scattered,
Feelings ardent curnt.
Cold now in the evenings,
Neither tea nor the plaid will be warm.
Ahead of hundreds of words' miss
And winter is the new Bulletin of the troubles.