First day of November
The edges are freezing
And street lamps are lighted
In vain
A flock of blue ravens
Floated above the yard
A sound of bells in my ears
Take your "Chanel"
Let's go home
The enamel has peeled off
Winter has come
And I feel a bit sorry
For myself
For exactly a thousand years
I have been walking the earth
Leaving you a trace
Take your "Chanel"
Let's go home