Текст песни Агата Кристи-Щекотно - Осень падает с деревьев,серое небо в лужах...

Monsoon
Why did the wind clouds
Do not blow away
So many long days of winter I was
Distant sorry

And the rain all day
Everyone thought that I was just too lazy
And let
And in fact, I was afraid but
Now all the same and I'm not afraid
Autumn falls from the trees gray sky in puddles
Children do not go home they do not need
Songs future songs die in the womb of hunger.
Tomorrow we will go out of the house
I do not want it's cold

And we, as leaves fall from the trees
Blood draining into the puddle
Oh my God how boring
Sing to me of something for dinner
Sing me that was sad
Just do not hurt a lot
Sing to me that it was terrible
To be tickled