All autumn I so much desire-
That the hues remain forever.
Draped in such a dazzling attire,
They are God´s best endeavour.
Mad with joy, Ah ! I sing and dance,
Forgetful of this passing chance.
The watching wind burns with envy,
Howls like a pack of raging wolves,
Keen to gulp all in a frenzy-
They are the demon´s best moves.
What I saw, cannot see again –
The naked trees moaning in pain!
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