Autumn dreamily collects an grand bouquet of leaves
As a gift for the graceful Winter, which sparkles in delight
And weaves a velvety shawl of melting snow for the young Spring,
Who blushes shyly and cozies up to begin its floral embroidery
On the greening grass carpet for welcoming the bright Summer,
Which smiles brilliantly and prepares its specialty of
A sunshine lemonade for the early Autumn, who drinks this delicacy
And renews its strength to go gathering its amber bouquet once again.