Autumn is coming slowly,
Little by little the leaves turn yellow.
Two friends are sitting on the lawn,
Holding a book, reading, alone.
Fading green paint,
Waiting for the autumn season.
In the Golden robe birch,
As if whispers: "my family.
Relax in the lap of nature,
After all, the fine days go by.
Enjoy the beautiful weather,
Very soon the rains will come".