Your lips create

The story of my life

Will you betray?

Or should I hide my heart?



The strings are crying

For the Autumn time

Your fingers’ moving

Make me feel alive



Your guitar’s voice

And depth of your blue eyes –

My only choice, b’t

I’ll fall before I rise…



I’m like a leaf

Bewitched by Autumn lie,

Which’s gonna have

Last kiss of wind and die…