Intro: a day
Everyday,
We dream for the spring to come.
In all the moments,
We try to imagine it.
The season is a symbol,
In the books written and read.
I dream for springs as well,
Let there be autumn before.
A small burden,
That is close to this heart.
Like a feather, it flies away in autumn.
The soul of humanity is reborn.
A day,
When we embrace this autumn.
This day should come sooner in the year.
So that,
There is no delay in a rebirth.
A day when life keeps going on as always.
