Fall
Yooooi Yooooi!
As the summer approaches an end, the leaves on the trees will begin to wither and die,
All things like the buzzing bees and the acorns scurry in their last attempts before winter,
Fall, the season of death and dying before the winter is like a silent graveyard.
It is so sad! No more children laughing on the beach, the summer days of life are fading away!
Oh dear mother in heaven, why must things be like this? I'm coming to join you mother!
As the summer approaches an end, the leaves on the trees will begin to wither and die,
All things like the buzzing bees and the acorns scurry in their last attempts before winter,
Fall, the season of death and dying before the winter is like a silent graveyard.
It is so sad! No more children laughing on the beach, the summer days of life are fading away!
Oh dear mother in heaven, why must things be like this? I'm coming to join you mother!