our lives How slowly the colours change We feel the drops of rain Mists of evening rise again We rarely stroll the shadowed lanes As autumn night draws
the sea And frolicked in the autumn mist in a land called Honah Lee Puff, the magic dragon lived by the sea And frolicked in the autumn mist in a land
Two lovers, bench in the park share last rays o autumn's sunlight Street lights wrapped in darkness are the backdrops to my soliloquy Night falls
Hito wa dare mo Ai ni ikiru Kimi to boku mo Ai wo chikau ----------------------- A whirlwind Breaks ou One day You and I meet The pale blue light Of autumn
Fall fires burn 'neath black, twisted boughs Sacrifice to above Smoke swirling quickly towards misting clouds Offering of this blood Into the flames
Fall fires burning neath black twisted boughs Sacrifice to above Smoke swirling quickly towards misting clouds Offering of this blood Into the flames
Spring won't come, the need of strife to struggle To be freed from hard ground The evenings mists that creep and crawl Will drench me in dew and so drown
my darling When autumn leaves start to fall Mais la vie spare ceux qui saiment Tout doucement sans faire de bruit But I miss you most of all my darling When autumn
All that was gold has lost its shine. All that was sure has become obscured. Yes there was autumn, burnished and sleek. Fit for smiling, winged gliding
And frolicked in the autumn mist In a land called Honah Lee. Oh! Puff, the magic dragon Lived by the sea And frolicked in the autumn mist In a land called
passing years have stolen my smile My reflection a stranger Behind the attic door Between the silhouettes The wet kiss of death in the night-time mist Upon the autumn
you fill the air with blackness and you fill my soul with grief your eyes are cutting like two knives your look is killing me I'm roaming through the mist
chilly autumn night And cold winds whispered through The scattered leaves When the first light from A late, yet crimson dawn Shined through the morning mist
us free Our dark mother Queen of the Night Let us be reborn again Now Death has come, and Death has kissed Death's bitter song is upon the mist The
Her mind engulfed with loathsome thoughts,the devil and dismay The burden of lifes' theatre and the stage on which we play Autumnal sun, no peace upon
As the autumn wind blows hard in crafling devastation I was not prepared to find fate in a state of rage Love once seemed so strong to me, promising salvation
Mist surrounds the pale moon At last I rest this endless rest I am not dead yet I have not life Sometimes they cry, autumn trees they weep In sadness
Silver and gold And it's growing cold Autumn leaves lay As thick as thieves Shivers down your spine Chill you to the bone 'Cos the mandolin wind Is the
