All flowers that are blossoming
Meet to perfume the blessed spring...

Coldness takes away the bliss
Beneath the once-blue vivid sky...

Goodbye is not the end of all
Things will end but memories last...

Wipe the tears of loneliness away
As the evening breeze blows within your way...

Gracefully moving, the ballerina twirls
Her dress of soft fabric flowing with the tune...

Leaves of red and golden brown
Whistling, twirling, falling down...