Fiery woods and golden trees are glittering beneath clear sky
Silver mist at every morning and lonely ravens scream up high
Beholding the great vast forest
I ean see the colours of autumn
Nightly frost that made flowers withered is silent messenger of whole life's doom
Melancholy mood within nature
I feel cool touch of upcoming snow, which is born somewehre in North
Northernmost at the end of the rainbow
The burning colours of autumn, such a beatuiful garment for death
Last flashing of once vitality, but already I can feel dying breath
Not so long within further time is all what I see the grip of frost
That's the eternal cycle of birth and death
But still I enjoy what soon shall be lost
The everlasting colours of autumn
The everlasting colours of autumn
Fiery woods and golden trees are glittering beneath clear sky
Silver mist at every morning and lonely ravens scream up high
Beholding the great vast forest
I ean see the colours of autumn
Nightly frost that made flowers withered is silent messenger of whole life's doom