The leaves have fallen
The wind neighs
Frost
And thunder rumbles
It be far yet
But soon here.
Sere the leaves are
Yellow now wins over
The green,
The loser.
And I pace
The last hours
The last days
The last day
Withdrawn in my heart
With fear and sad
For the leaves have fallen.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem