From the business cold of talks,
Projects, plans, situations
I called you to the warmth where lights go out
To stay together
But the evening on the autumn roadway
Meted us different ways,
And I hardly believe
In the last hour with you...
Unspoken phrases
Dissolve like rain,
Melt like sunset
Wind carries them to some place
Where long ago no one waits
Evening plays with cold,
But hopes melt under it
The day is cooling down
Hands in pockets, collar's raised,
And the world has collapsed in one question:
Why do I bow my head down?
The fall has come.
Soul hurts - well, it serves me right,
What was I waiting from this meet?
Sit with me by the table,
Cooled evening.
Cinder of the burnt sunset
Veil above the sleeping city
Sorrow will pass like you has passed
With toot's sound, with glass' sparkling,
With no turning around.