I am born and I've grown in the wind
In the frost, in the draught
When we arrived to these barren plains
We felt early cold.
[1] Autumn.. the leaves fall down again, to this gloomy earth
I beg You, cool rain.. Clean my thoughts.
[2] Inside of my mind I'm full of pain, like this air
Misty thoughts, I tell you that: Go away.. Far from here.
I am born and I've grown in the wind
In the frost, in the draught
When we arrived to these barren plains
We felt early cold.
[3] Autumn goes on and on again, I weep
I beg You, cool rain.. Clean my thoughts