Текст песни Aven - Ветряная мельница

Black day, tight clouds,
Wind, evening will not teach
Me today is viewed
On the autumn former honor.

Autumn steps, October again,
Chereda weeks, Wednesday, November ...
And the calendar reminds the night
And no one can help me.

In the deserted field in the distance I watch,
And I see, as if the sun warms
Through the cloud of mass all his
Plugs in vain, smolders ...

I'm in the field and nor soul around.
I hope that today will change today.
And the sun suddenly, and happiness suddenly,
And near the windmill ...