Текст песни Панимоника - Осенняя

=== === Autumn

Cold hands, tobacco smoke.
I'm getting a little gray.
Dancing on the edge of the infinite world
With someone with whom tomorrow is simply beautiful.
I tied strings to the tribe of free,
Those who grew up in basements and sang on the underground.
Who beat like a whip through the system and build
And I walked through the forest during the parties.

The first songs a hundred years as a forgotten
But the sheep are safe and wolves are fed
Rain chattering on the palms
And I am surprised that all this remember
Strange tales, notebooks cells
Toys, rulers, bookmarks bars.
They looked at the world with big eyes -
Children who have contact.

Autumn has painted everything with gold
Disquieting thoughts, sticky notes
The steam from the mouth, too cold in the morning
Alarm Clock will wake in a minute
Life is recorded in my creditors
The sun fled behind the forest, but for the mountains
Day ahead, and the forces already present.
And you disappeared with the arrival of dawn.