Холодный ноябрь [Kholodnyy noyabr] [English translation]

I'll turn to ashes

if I can't reach your tender lips.

I'll let the ground swallow me up

if you suddenly befriend someone new.

Details no longer important

have been woven into one thread of fate.

We've had enough external trauma

for it to be the one thing we can still share together.

Chorus:

Tears start to fall into open wounds.

A painful autumn, a cold November.

Forecasts bring no joy, all plans lay in ruins.

A painful autumn, a cold November.

Cold November... (x4)

We were drunk on affection,

forgetting, that everything comes to an end.

Now that the hues have changed,

any warmth remains in October.

I wait for you to add the photo

that'll signify this new life has begun.

That sweet taste of flying,

we won't be able to love anyone like that anymore.

Chorus:

Tears start to fall into open wounds.

A painful autumn, a cold November.

Forecasts bring no joy, all plans lay in ruins.

A painful autumn, a cold November.

Cold November... (x4)

Droplets fell like a sunshower's.

What kept us together trickled away.

Our promises have disappeared without a trace.

You are my love; the first and the last.

Chorus:

Tears start to fall into open wounds.

A painful autumn, a cold November.

Forecasts bring no joy, all plans lay in ruins.

A painful autumn, a cold November.

Cold November... (x4)

• Artist:Sergey Lazarev