Текст песни Андрей Никитенко - Город в седом ноябре

The wind walks on the roofs of houses
The sun is leaving, unable to warm
The harsh hair of our heads
Rough skin of hunched shoulders

Stars are knocking brighter at home
Ancient birds fly in silver
The moon froze with an owl's eye
Highlighting the city in gray November

Thin flakes falling snow
Again fading in the radiance of stars
A day spent among the vain dreams
In the futile search for happiness outside

Swirls dry on the asphalt
Rime, foliage and scraps of grass
Again awaiting the arrival of winter
The air is numb and trembling

The cold walks on the roofs of houses
The wind blows away the leaves
Heap of branches and lost words
The world in which we are lost

Thin flakes falling snow
The evening brightens with tears
Maybe you will come again for us
The morning sun in gray November