(1 куплет)
The leaves are swirling in a slow dance,
The wind is whispering something of its own.
The city is wrapped in a golden veil,
Rain draws a pattern on the windowpane.
As the days grow a little shorter,
There’s a quiet beauty in this change.
I collect moments like lines on a page,
Written by autumn itself.
(Припев)
Autumn, you are the quiet magic of light,
In every breath — a chill and a touch of melancholy.
We’re living out this summer with you,
So we can believe in spring again.
Let the leaves fly, spinning and falling,
I’ll remember this moment forever.
Autumn isn’t just the weather,
It’s a heart that’s learning to wait.
(2 куплет)
A warm scarf, a cup of tea with cinnamon,
An old blanket and a favorite tune.
Time seems to have slowed down a little,
As if the world has finally fallen silent.
Don’t rush to chase these days away,
Their calm holds a beauty of its own.
Even if it’s raining outside,
Inside, there’s always comfort and warmth.
(Припев)
Autumn, you are the quiet magic of light,
In every breath — a chill and a touch of melancholy.
We’re living out this summer with you,
So we can believe in spring again.
Let the leaves fly, spinning and falling,
I’ll remember this moment forever.
Autumn isn’t just the weather,
It’s a heart that’s learning to wait.
(3 куплет)
Mist settles over the sleepy streets,
And the streetlights line up in a row.
Everything that was troubled and unclear,
Autumn gently carries away.
In this gold, in this cool air,
There’s a peace worth more than any victory.
Let the world beyond the fence keep changing,
While a quiet light keeps shining inside.
(Припев)
Autumn, you are the quiet magic of light,
In every breath — a chill and a touch of melancholy.
We’re living out this summer with you,
So we can believe in spring again.
Let the leaves fly, spinning and falling,
I’ll remember this moment forever.
Autumn isn’t just the weather,
It’s a heart that’s learning to wait.
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