The orchestra of leaves, the symphony of colors,
In the streets are signs of Indian Summer.
It's noisy, then quiet, in rotation.
It's sad and happy, in combination.
Cool autumn, sultry summer
Merged together, Singer and Farmer.
Shiny acorns, chestnut stones,
The night was freezing, wearing coats.
Wide web pattern is hanging on a twig,
Fishnet cloth of crepe – satin,
Lightly fluttering in the breeze,
Children being very pleased.
Summer is over, but there is no regret.
Please, this summer don't forget!
New school year, ups and downs,
Look! The leaves are turning brown!