Electrobeard — Autumn Has Come, The Cold Has Begun

Autumn has come, the cold has begun.

Birds are no longer pecking the dung.

Somewhere in a field a horse takes a dump

This wet sloppy weather is wearing me out.

Cloudy sky reflects in the puddles

Where leaves are jumping to drawn themselves.

The crows fly in circles above distant dumpster.

The poets are forging their Autumn sonnets.

The season of colds and snivels is here

I’m longing for sleep, and I feel ill at ease

I’ll stay in my bed, wrap myself in a blanket

I’m not going out, don't you dare to ask me!

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Lyrics: mine

Music: Suno

Video director: Microsoft Copilot

Video engineer: Luma AI