Ульяна Ангелевская - Октябрь
текст песни

October sticks together with a honey of recognition
You will heal with a raspberry word, breathe
warmth of partings, wagon, evening
You will save me from above from yesterday's flour

And the siren will wipe over the plush paradise
Explining glass tender ears
we will recognize each other with lips
But our dream is already hopelessly violated

curse, babble, and again - curse
some autumn bastard writes them
on wet window, on a torn dress
And after frost he steps on the roof

went on me further, at least obscenities, at least by mail
And if you can’t - tear me, you hear
I will, like a knife, is imprisoned for it
I will, like a Buddha, is exalted with you ...