Book Me, Please Autumn I'm not an old woman, I'm just very bad Autumn is golden I'm just very bad Autumn is golden Maybe not everything is lost, maybe not everything is lost Maybe I don't believe in vain, maybe I'm crying in vain The stars will shine all night again, we have peas from the sky And under the moon to say good words again Autumn, forgive me, autumn You're not an old woman, you're angry I'm just very bad Autumn is golden I'm just very bad Autumn is golden Autumn, forgive me, autumn You're not an old woman, you're angry I'm just very bad Autumn is golden I'm just very bad Autumn is golden Autumn is golden I'm just very bad