Here is autumn again,

There is no colour it doesn't contain

 

Sitting on the top of a hill looking far away,

Listening to the whispers of the falling leaves

 

The weakening sun looking down at me,

Like a loving mother looking down at a sleeping son

 

Sleep and dream beautiful nature till morning,

We wait for you with open arms calling

 

Calling for you to be with us forever,

To fill our hearts and souls with treasure