This fall takes my tears…
like leaves that fall in this sunset…

Foggy mornings,
of tired frost,
of days of happiness,
of laughter, of yesterday…

This fall takes my dares…
like geese returning to the South as a new onset…

Winter is coming…
slow and gloomy,
but full of promises
of life without regret.

Today, I no longer feel you,
it does not hurt me,
today, you are no more
than a honey fall silhouette…