秋意濃 [Qiū yì nóng] [English translation]

Late Autumn carries away last colours (from my heart) behind it.

Myriad of my hopes/expectations gathered in this only goblet of wine.

There are too many words of farewell and falling leaves in this season of partings.

I will have time to hold your hand upon my heart for a while...

And I want you to remember my silence, my unspoken promise.

No, I don't dread thorns of bitterness

I am only afraid to hurt you.

If blame and accused can be carried away -

Put them on the wind,

But it won't help me...

No, I do not dread to stay alone...

But I am only afraid of your loneliness and that there is no one whom you say a word to

I sigh quietly, a lump of tears does not allow me to keep talking...

Late Autumn carries away the last colours (from my heart) behind it.

Myriad of my hopes/expectations gathered in this only goblet of wine.

There are too many words of farewell and falling leaves in this season of partings.

I will have time to hold your hand upon my heart for a while...

And I want you to remember my silence, my unspoken promise.

No, I don't dread thorns of bitterness

I am only afraid to hurt you.

Only the wind is able to carry away all

blame and accused,

But that won't help me...

No, I do not dread to stay alone...

But I am only afraid of your loneliness and that there is no one whom you say a word to

I sigh quietly, a lump of tears does not allow me to keep talking...

(2x)

• Artist:Dimash Kudaibergen