Текст песни Дочь Монро и Кеннеди - Времена года

Autumn smelly, sticky autumn.
 All somehow fall into puddles.
 But not me. But not me.

 And in winter - this fucking paskudinoy.
 All somehow fail somewhere.
 But not me. But not me.

 And in the spring it seems kind of favorable.
 Everyone loves someone for some reason.
 But not me.

 In summer, well, in the summer.
 Everyone for some reason forgets about this.
 But not me. But not me.