Gusha Katushkin - Это просто осень (Eto prosto osen') versuri traducere în engleză

(Adaptation, Poetic)

It is only autumn

There's times when everything just freezes, and there is no movement,
No sound, no nothing, except a wish to disappear for three months.
All you can hear in the deafening, echoing silence
Is grandma's slippers rustling, rustling on the staircase.
 
But it is time, not grandma, that is going, slowly going and leaving,
And out the window, cars slide nimbly through the streets.
And it no longer feels like it's the weather that's completely ruined,
It feels like yesterday we all had been murdered in the basement.
 
But it is only autumn taking its share,
It is only autumn, summing things up,
It is only autumn, singing to us about how nothing is as it was.
It is only autumn, spreading around,
It is only autumn, it's everywhere now,
It is only autumn, which means it's scary to leave the room.
 
Sometimes you really want to know what was there on that overexposed film,
Or to compare what they show you in the mirror to your passport photo.
This morning it was noticed by the annoyed and sleepy me
How suddenly a sparrow flew up and vanished, dissolving in the cloudy sky.
 
But it is time, not the sparrow, that is flying, forever flying away,
Leaving us but with moments, infinitesimal points.
And it no longer feels like it is easy to forget,
It feels like we'd been found in a dumpster by the piece.
 
But it is only autumn – the end to it all,
It is only autumn – counting what's hatched,*
It is only autumn, and that's why one's joints hurt.
It is only autumn in eyes and ears,
It is only autumn, you know it well
It is only autumn choking us slowly with its yellow scarf...
 


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