The sky was breathing with the autumn
And sun was shining not so often
Days were becoming much ashort
And forests' enigmatic shade
Was baring down with a mournful murmur
The fog was laying down the field
And cavalcade of shouty gees
Was stretching southwards
The season coming was so sad
November stayed nearby the yard.
Уж небо осенью in English
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