Текст песни Виктор Цой - Осень

I've rarely been home lately
So that even my friends lost the habit of calling me.
On journeys, revelry late summer symptoms
They completely stopped torturing me
And I thought that autumn is good too
And that the first snow is slush and gray in the fall,
And that the cold winds I will feel sideways,
Intoxicated with the knowledge that I am human.
And this fall many days of someone's birth
And I will try to visit them.
And then ignoring the puddles and slush
I’ll come home drunk and fall like a sack on the bed.
Early in the morning I will get up and go to study.
And with a hangover, I will laugh at everything.
Soon there will be winter, so that in spring it will dissolve,
And then there will be summer for some unknown reason.
And I started for health, but I will end badly,
Having written our serial number - "600",
I pick up crumbs from someone's old tables
And I can't understand what this year has brought.