Текст песни птички в глитче - уходящему лету

Summer is decomposed by 185,
this summer is covered with patches of rigor.
He dies, goes away somewhere,
it does not return, call him is no longer necessary.
burning down last summer nights,
outgoing fly posting their lines.
spilled on the ground in September / October rains,
they will come back, even though we were not expecting them.
wave of sadness over his head all will lay,
the main thing - do not break. the main thing - to stay a.
Celestial plants do not stop working,
I finish my song, here are the latest notes.
the sun goes down and let.
our conglomerate again too sad.
and September, I'm afraid.
dunk rain so that I am not saved.