Thaddaeus - In the Autumn | Текст песни

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Somber is the autumn, and when the leaves fall,
So does the heart sink into dreary woe.
Silent is the meadow, and to the south have flown
Silently the songbirds, as if to the grave.

Pale is the day, and wan the clouds veil
The sun as they veil the heart.
Night comes early, for all work comes to a halt
And existence itself rests in profound secrecy.

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