The Trees

It've been otherwise
You see them dieng now
They scretch the sky with there finger-twigs
And only rain is quietly to make it's steps

Leaves like souls are falling down
But there death have lost it's beauty its eternal
It would be new life, but now they have to wait
The day [bad word] 

You can stay as them with them
And the rain will never stop
Sky won't see the sun
And there won't be december [bad word] 

It've been otherwise
But now there's only cold wind is singing
And sky is endlessly grey
But only they've lost the beauty

But stop, you can be left among
And you wont find the way out from the forest
Where only autum rainy grab down
With the road [bad word] endless
You can stay as them with them
And the rain will never stop
Sky won't see the sun
And there won't be december [bad word]