Wake me up, When September ends

Leaves are falling like mood of sadman
Dying skies say goodbye to shine,
Rare raven tells me harshly sermon,
I begin to hate this world of mine.

So I'd better sleep till the winter
Till days fresh and bright as rainbow,
Then I'll be walking and squinting
But more missing summer meadow,
When one can feel warm pliant land,
Wake me up, when September end!

Rain upon my skin provides me scald,
Top belfry plays silent symphony.
It's harder to believe as U're getting old,
Times are gone of childhood fantasy,
And it's a problem, hard as stone and sad,
Wake me up, when October end!

Bad memories tied with this bench,
Where you told like hammer It's over,
Since that I'm living in heartbreak trench,
And sometimes I stroke hidden revolver,
How I need his caress and hand,
Wake me up, when November end.

Here comes the wind again, killer,
Slamming down the doors of fate,
Life is chocolate with poisoned filler,
Everywhere I go, I'm always late.
Wake me up from perpetual Thriller,
Wake me up from Autumn fade...