You brought the morning breeze…
with the rain that lashes my sores…
as a prelude to a gray solstice…

You arrived with that calm wind…
that flutters my mane…
that removes my thoughts…
on this uncertain morning, without you…

You dyed the leaves of my days,
you colored this sunset from Paris,
you nuanced this perennial pain…
that clings to me…
since I saw you leave…

Oh October!
I love you and I hate you endlessly…
Winter will come with you,
with you, we will cross the border…

Take care of this dry leaf,
take care of this satin tree,
bury my sorrows with you
let this little soul be free…