Fiery woods and golden trees are glittering beneath clear sky. Silver mist at every morning and lonely ravens scream up high. Beholding the great vast forest. I see the colours of autumn. Nightly frost that made flowers withered is silent messenger of whole life's doom.
Melancholy mood within nature. I feel cool touch of upcoming snow, which is born somewhere in North. Northernmost at the end of the rainbow. The burning colours of autumn, such a beautiful garment for death! Last flashing of once vitality, but already I can feel dying breath. Not so long within further time is all what I see the grip of frost. That's the eternal cycle of birth and death.
Lyrics to Colours Of Autumn: (Author unknown)