The night pours the shadows of the trees over our bodiesStripped bare by autumn they stand in silence,The orchestral rustle of the leaves did not stop usWe paid no mind at all to the mystery of the fading season.
I run behind their broad and thick-barked trunksI hide, making a thrilling game among the leaves beyond,You chase me, I hide in vain, the chase bears so much passionYou, even among the trees, seize me with feverish kisses.
Hair sprinkled with fallen leaves, morning dewDeep shivers vibrate through the sweating body,All together they voice a joyful rhythm and melodyA dream of love, a fiery nest growing every day!...
Even though it is autumn, WE are spring, we bud unexpectedly!...
