The blue infinity
The endless sky
Adorned with fluffy clouds
Spotlessly white
The short months of Autumn
They don't last
And in the blink of an eye
This will become the past
There is something about this season
It's like a Melody in the air
The light sunshine on my face
The gentle breeze in my hair
The scent of sheuli everywhere
And fields overflowing with Kassh
It's the time to rejoice and sing
Because this season won't long last
