• Like a sweet-smelling breeze,
    Life blows gentle and cold against your face.
    Everything washed away with that breeze...
    All worries,
    All fear,
    All memories,
    All cares.

    Others are smiling and jumping around -
    They are leaves falling softly from branches,
    Flittering past.

    All you need is yourself.
    The path lit up by the autumn sun,
    Filtered by burning autumn trees around you,
    There is only one person - breeze so cool,
    So gentle...