It's autumn in my heart
And I think of you
Besides rain and ever
Melancholy comes ....

I miss the days of summer
When running outdoors
Stood up in the morning and evening
I did not have my face white

Plains of a pure green
I cut breath
You could see looking around
Green as the sea

Now that everything has been closed
I fervently desire
What I saw was either a dream
When I wake up to be the sun.