Golden colors of autumn
I collect in my soul.
Like a pieces of puzzle,
Like a hot parts of coal.
Autumn rains cold and chilly
I protect like a child.
They are lonely without me
And become very wild.
Autumn motifs of despair
I combine in a song.
That will heal me with patience,
That will heal my soul.
Autumn colors of sadness
I bestow you with them.
Take this painting my lover
And protect me again.
