Under the last october leaves
It's hard to save your luck..
Please, trust my heart that still believes
In brightness of your dark!
Forgive the passion of my sight
For being wrong and bold,
Like you forgive the rainy night
For dampness, wind and cold
I'm overtaken by the thirst
For your enticing soul
I can't resist this stormy birst
And I won't let it go
A drop of your attentive speech,
That slows the time around,
For me turns into sea in which
I'd really love to drown
Under the crying autumn sky
My sadness just begins
And brings the phrase from somewhere high -
The dreams come true in dreams///