Maybe it's just autumn
 Our hearts are cold with you,
 Let's ask each other in the shower,
 Not for the sake of a good word,
 Where does the wind,rain and slush come from,
 To us in primordial love,
 They broke in a tornado, a hurricane
 And chill the blood...
 After all, often, this time of year,
 Scares people, again and again,
 Fallen leaves covering up
 Hope, faith,and love..!
 R.$.Everything is simple and so difficult in this world,
 What is not easy, sometimes to predict
 Turn of fate, in which very often,
 I have to laugh and cry.