Slowly drops fall down,
Whispering one's name...
And it's hard to count
Fallen leaves a day...
Days are getting dark,
They do need some rest,
Crying every hour
Tears in autumn's face...
So cold inside, endless sky has to dye
This evening grey, making scretch on the line of time,
There is no leave on the branch, autumn ends,
Changing the rain with the snow that falls here again...
Slowly flakes fall down,
Melt beneath my eyes,
I step frozen ground,
Covered with the ice,
Slowly open hand -
Just to catch the time...
Does this autumn have,
Really have to die?..
So cold inside endless sky has to dye
This evening grey, making scratch on the line of time.
There is no leave on the branch, autumn ends,
Changing the rain with the snow that falls here again.
