Vertaling van: Blof - Oktober

October takes us off our guard every year
We look at each other, after a chock-full summertime
And we're changed again
But it doesn't feel familiar anymore
Now that we suddenly realize, we're not ourselves
In October

October is cruellest month, October
With things that pass, but still keep lingering on somewhere
They keep coming back to us
Somewhere in October. October takes us off our guard every year
We stay together, after a too short summertime
And we're change again, not in a good or bad way
But changed nevertheless
In October.

October is cruellest month, October
With things that pass, but still keep lingering on somewhere
They keep coming back to us
And mostly in October
Mostly in October