The Yellow Autumn Wind

I sit in this garden quietly

Listen to the wind rustling

Watch the leaves de-greening

Summer is gone

When autumn in the town

Autumn wind arrives with colour

I see she dyes the garden in yellow

Withers thousands of green leaves

And buries them into history

No tree can be forever green

No buddy can be a lifelong teen

Oh… The yellow autumn wind

There was a piece of my memory

In the July Aegean Sea

A fairytale diary

And the blue and white cathedral

Now in this garden, beside a northern lake

Everyone in silence, leaves under old ash flake

Water turns to ice, sharper than a blade

In the wind

Toward the lake, I see myself

And you, as well

I stand in the yellow autumn wind

But you are only a dimming shadow

Which will never reappear

Oh… The yellow autumn wind

You dye the leaves in yellow

You colour my diary in sorrow

And never try to change

The more solitary tomorrow