Fulfillment isn't far away

when leaves are falling

during darker days.

When drops of joice

and heavy clouds

moistures 

the dry sighs of the wind. 

Nei, fulfillment isn't far away

when red is glistering

in each and every grain. 

When fallen summer

in fall

rise again.

When clearity is in the

grey sky

of doubt.

When dignity will

forgive

all of your lies.

Oh, fulfillment isn't far away

when you dear autumn

lay your arms around me.