New day, the view changes behind the window
Seems I lived through it many times
20-Th autumn and all the same so sorrowful
In me became much colder, exhaust the rest of my heat

I became indifferent as wind
Grey as sky and cold as autumn rain
I play this autumn part as I was born for it
And I drop off old leaves, old leaves

Autumn breathing brings me pictures which I already saw in past
I see you on them, but you only there

I paint in watercolor pictures and dreams
Leaf through illustrations of us
I leave the past behind the autumn's door
I fall again... Without you