Текст песни Воскресенье - Листопад

Lonely, forgotten by all
I wander through the empty corridors
I nod at a meeting of the shadow ,
And those with only extinct eyes

Listopad brings boredom
Offering salvation in anguish
As in a dream there sounds
On canvas autumn maple
Fly out of the sky Bird
And carry with them the sky
I would learn to pray
And I would love to learn

Maybe then the city would not die
Not showered with white snow
Learn to just think
And learn to forgive me would
Or am I , as Ilya legless
All lay and lie on the stove
And I look at those roads
For which I have nothing to go

A road goes into fiction
Veil veiled face
I would learn how to learn
I would learn to pray
And from the well of Vodice
I would get drunk , till you drop
That about winter is not gored
Do not peel off the falling leaves