The autumn leaves are flying high
And cross the evening sky.
The water flows along the parks, down faces
And then flood my heart.
No tears, no sorrows... He is gone
The days are passing by
The only light that catch my eye
The drawning autumn sun.
The day of love is dieing out,
The twilihgts also end.
But every morning there's a rise,
That shines... Shall I forget?