Осень, Мёртвые Дожди [Osen', Myortvye Dozhdi] [English translation]

Autumn it's dead rains

Autumn it's young freezes

Frozen birches

Walk through Russia

Autumn it's fallen leaves

That covered a road

Autumn it's warning of death

Of a drunk old one

I look like a Tatar

But have an Ukrainian surname

And why did I got under a wheel

Of the sadness that people in a tavern feel?

I was cut without a knife

I was shot through but not with a bullet

You blew my candle out

Autumn it's dark soul

Drunk darkness falls from sky

But why am I confessing to it?

I feel that soon my sufferings will over (I'll die)

Despite the blood mercury flows in my veins

Poetry of My language

It's superficial dream

This fucking thing can't

Explain me in autumn

Autumn it's dead rains

Autumn it's young freezes

Frozen birches

Walk through Russia