The wind swirls the dead leaves In the fog of a bright day. Empty bathroom I need to get myself out of trouble... And the days are intertwined with the nights, And separate now - darma, It's not a dream, it's true. Autumn is with us, And tomorrow - tomorrow it will be winter. And only the sky is inevitable... I’ll let all my thoughts go. The earth will not crush me, And don’t choke your heart. If you burn in red water Anxiety of windy sleep, I’m sorry that autumn is just a mood. And the sky is a curtain for spring. I will wet my dry eyes, I touch myself with the blade of the canvas. Only Creativity is true in the world, For I will sanctify the spirit. And the candle has not yet gone out, I hope they don’t deprive us! I know that autumn is just a spring, And heaven is the eternal state of the soul.
