Холодная просинь - Черная осень
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The time comes, the deadline comes out
The door will not creak, the castle will not save,
Only black autumn will look into the eyes
He will point a finger at heaven.

And people fall, like leaves from branches,
The ropes of puppets are torn,
Raw earth accepts flesh,
And everything that remains is to save the Lord.

Not everyone is given to defeat their fears,
Laugh at the sight of your own block,
But any shocking is nullified
The last elevator, prohibitive floor.

And people fall in black autumn,
Or maybe their cold is carried away
To warm countries, in the invented paradise,
How the wind carries a dog barking.

And while the line of the circle
We pull the threads towards each other,
But someone stumbled and the body is taken out
In a hungry request, in cold autumn.

And people go out like candles in the abyss,
Waiting, dying that the world will disappear,
But black autumn goes in a circle,
Looking for someone to provide a service ...

And again a sense of loss flies up,
And the scissors-parks are torn ropes,
And now we are not taking us to be carried away
In cold asking, in a hungry autumn ...
In cold asking, in a hungry autumn ...
In a cold ask ...