Peace and satiety reign in your eyes
The arrival of autumn signs no more true:
Waiting ahead fogs haze,
Flying mournfully wedge of happiness-cranes.

Understand and sorry for all that was.
Blooming May reverent not return.
Spring has passed, the attraction has cooled,
There is no power to look truthfully in the mirror.

Eyes faded, lost brightness.
Lost the joy that fills the days.
We have missed the chilling feelings.
And we could not notice the distance.

I could not believe it. We dreamed of something else.
Confessions, oaths are discounted now.
Aliens have become like strangers.
Autumn time broke into our door.