In the autumn of my life,
My dreams took substance,
From the tenderness of the vines,
The attributes of the flowers,
From the breath of freshness,
Permeating the still morning air,
From the magic of the trees,
The mysteries of the mountains,
The childlike gurgle of the streams,
Sheer glimmering wings of dragonflies,
Reflecting the brilliance of the sun!
The purity of the dew drop,
Sparkling on the bud,
Lit by the fire of the sun,
Lit by the fire of the sun,
Awakened from its the winter bed!
The spring of life,
Green heads poking through ,
Laced with the aroma of the Earth,
Exotic fragrances blended,
My life takes it beauty,
Its fragrance and its frailty,
Its vigor and joy,
Transient,
Yet strong!
My life takes it beauty,
Its fragrance and its frailty,
Its vigor and joy,
Transient,
Yet strong!