Текст песни НеПоэт - тот день когда меня не станет

(That day when I won't be)

The brown sky was stared, the gaze is unpleasant to the bottom.
Leaves of late autumn, and earthly buried me.
Someone paying the loss, someone will close his eyes.
Near the iron fence, the bunch of bird flocks occurs.
The branches are descending the trees, and bends themselves to the stove.
SUTH Herbs, choose the trails falling the ground.
I lacked calmness, but only in the life of that I wanted.
Now visitors would be happy, but everything is transferred and forget at all.
And so alone will tell you, although the conversation is not supported.
But I will hear every word, but mine will not reach you.
There are not many of those who have seen a happy smile on me.
I ask my photography on my photo, this is exactly what lives me alive and no.