The dust in the room rises in the morning light
It floats like butterflies learning to fly
The love of autumn is upon us
My favorite colors walk on leaves,
in parks, in the garden,
The last days of summer are reflected in your eyes
The trembling of the of grass in the thick fog shakes me,
Only a few days until the last flower will say goodbye
Towards his long sleep will head again
We are all getting ready!

The sun covers his face and smiles less often
A new season will lie in the welcoming souls again,
The long nights will be my creative muse
The silence of winter will rule the days
We are all getting ready!

But I wish the tinting in the trees not to perish
And today's green to last a moment longer
I wish I could wear the autumn sun like a cotton shirt
Which would love me until the end of February.