• This morning I woke up rising from the land of dreams.
    The red clouds and brown leafs
    danced with the smell of summer that kept fading,
    turning into the brown leafs that kept dying.

    If my life would one day end, will my smile
    be replaced by the lips of another woman?
    Would my heart desappear and yours would try to find
    comfort in the arms of a differnr lover?

    Autumn just started, I feel soon I will be gone...
    My body will become cold and white,
    while my hair will remain alive.

    I know your heart will beat once more
    for a new green and fresh leaf,
    when mine is already dancing among the fields