New day, the view changes behind the window Seems I lived through it many times 20th autumn and all the same so sorrowful In me became much colder, exhaust the rest of my heat I became indifferent as wind Grey as sky and cold as autumn rain I play this autumn part as I was born for it And I drop off old leaves, old leaves Autumn breathing brings me pictures which I already saw in past I see you on them, but you only there I paint in watercolor pictures and dreams Leaf through illustrations of us I leave the past behind the autumn's door I fall again... without you