Autumn, and leaves fall apart,
And in Hyde Park sun is setting,
Autumn is moving away,
Autumn is melting...
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Autumn, you are versatile,
Put on my shoulders hands,
Whirling in waltz we're trying
Stay like old good friends.
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The month is flying off the page -
Don't get away,
And ink is spreading like darkness -
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Instead of Belgrade -
Belgorod,
Instead of new cloth -
Second-hand.
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My honey August,
Thrown to thy feet,
Alas! You don't deserve
My condescension...
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