October is now — it's a breeding
The last sheets from the bare branches;
Autumn cooled — the road is freezing.
Zhurcha's still running behind the stream mill,
But the pond is already frozen; my neighbor is hasty
When the fields are gone, with their hunting,
And the Ozimi are afraid of the furious fun,
And the dogs will bark when the oaks fall asleep.
The sky was breathing in the autumn,
The sun shone less often,
In short, it was a day,
The forest is a mysterious shadow
She was naked with a sad noise.
Lying on the fields of fog,
Gusei krikliv caravan
Moving south: was approaching
It's a rather boring time;
I was at the courtyard in November.
A boring picture!
The clouds are endless,
Liars at the porch...
Wake under the window,
Watching the village
A gray spot.
That you're coming early,
Autumn, did you come to us?
She asks her heart
Light and heat!..