The soft white clouds of the autumn sun
Carry the murmur of the fallen leaves
When gentle south breeze caresses them to hum
The song of a yearning heart
The trees now breathe the autumn chill
And the days begin with a shying sun
The red of his heart now fills the eyes
Is it already time to bid goodbye?
To the summer and fun
And the blue-eyed one
He flew to this coast
And fell in love
With the trees, and the birds
And everything above
The song of the autum can now be heard
When the broken leaves sing the magic words
Night falls earlier day after day
The blue eyed one wants him to stay
But the east is calling, it is time to go
Fall is here, and soon it will start to snow
Cold is scary
The sea turns shallow
And the walls of ice rise and fall
Into the abyss
Like a silent wall
The Trees let go of all their friends
The leaves have begun their decent
With the winds they dance
Into the unknown skies
Away with the birds
They learn to fly
"One more day," prays the blue eyed one
Days are still bright
(Is it hope?)
Is the chill of the fall
Or just a fright
The winds are stronger as they rejoice the cold
But there is still time for the snow to fall
Isn't this home as he thought it was
As he held the broken leaves
like the dream that this now was
His heart is fonder, but it belongs some place else
He has to leave, before the moning bells chime
His wings will follow the cold wind from the south
Soon he will be on a the beach where sun still shines
His friends and the birds will meet him there
But he can still feel the fear
Of losing all this which he knows as his
Leaving has come so soon
As he flapped his (dreary) wings
The gods embraced him to take him far and high
To listen to the hum of the cold south winds
To greet the morning sky
It was time for the church bells to sing
The song of the autum, the song of the cold
He flew and flew above the sky and stopped to look back
He had no fear as he let go of a sigh
Was it already time to go?
Carry the murmur of the fallen leaves
When gentle south breeze caresses them to hum
The song of a yearning heart
The trees now breathe the autumn chill
And the days begin with a shying sun
The red of his heart now fills the eyes
Is it already time to bid goodbye?
To the summer and fun
And the blue-eyed one
He flew to this coast
And fell in love
With the trees, and the birds
And everything above
The song of the autum can now be heard
When the broken leaves sing the magic words
Night falls earlier day after day
The blue eyed one wants him to stay
But the east is calling, it is time to go
Fall is here, and soon it will start to snow
Cold is scary
The sea turns shallow
And the walls of ice rise and fall
Into the abyss
Like a silent wall
The Trees let go of all their friends
The leaves have begun their decent
With the winds they dance
Into the unknown skies
Away with the birds
They learn to fly
"One more day," prays the blue eyed one
Days are still bright
(Is it hope?)
Is the chill of the fall
Or just a fright
The winds are stronger as they rejoice the cold
But there is still time for the snow to fall
Isn't this home as he thought it was
As he held the broken leaves
like the dream that this now was
His heart is fonder, but it belongs some place else
He has to leave, before the moning bells chime
His wings will follow the cold wind from the south
Soon he will be on a the beach where sun still shines
His friends and the birds will meet him there
But he can still feel the fear
Of losing all this which he knows as his
Leaving has come so soon
As he flapped his (dreary) wings
The gods embraced him to take him far and high
To listen to the hum of the cold south winds
To greet the morning sky
It was time for the church bells to sing
The song of the autum, the song of the cold
He flew and flew above the sky and stopped to look back
He had no fear as he let go of a sigh
Was it already time to go?
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