One call it sometimes fall
And It arrives without warnings
It surprises all

And it makes fall a lot of things
There is apprehension
The cold's going to cover again our lives.

Trees become naked in every region.
And leaves die without cries.
Conifers will be masters.

The sole survivors
in all this turnover
Of the Great Reaper.


Would you let me a few moment?
Of peace and prosperity

Would you let me pitch my tent?
I don't want to die, I beg for mercy !
I'm afraid of this change

Around me all become strange
This bitterness...this melancholy
Get out of my way, to another country

Melancholic Automn
Melancholic Automn
Melancholic Autmon

Your Remind me
These moments of pains
These moments of pains

These moments of pains

Why did you take away my summer?

Warm, and happiness
Now, all is over.
You're making all dark like the Loch Ness

Did you steal all the lives ?
Or did you spare one of them?
Is there anyone, a person who'll not be naive?

People who doesn't believe
that life is eternal
That life in eternal


Would you let me a few moment?
Of peace and prosperity

Would you let me pitch my tent?
I don't want to die, Pity me!
I'm afraid of this change

Around me all become strange
This bitterness...this melancholy
Get out of my way, to another country

Melancholic Automn
Melancholic Automn
Melancholic Autmon

Your Remind me
These moments of pains
These moments of pains