Autumn arrives in the cane and tired Sitting on the snow of our guests Dont sit down the autumn Four season of God. Whatever color of God Autumn Lullaby says in the ears of trees Dear willow in the hope of tomorrow Autumn. Mamir Memories of the half -June again I watch Bergro Falling from the branch When I die today, I will rely on tomorrow Autumn arrived on the cane and tired Sit of our snowfall Far Fall Autumn Wish Willow Hoping Tomorrow Autumn arrives in the cane and tired Sitting on the snow of our snowflakes The autumn season and when the leaves of the trees die The semi -June memories are re -watched Falling Bergaro from the branch
