The trees

It've been otherwise
you see them dying now
they scratch the sky with there finger-twigs
and only rain is quietly to make it's steps

leaves like souls are falling down
but there death have lost it's beauty its eternal
it would be new life,but now they have to wait
the day december coming

you can stay as them with them
and the rain will never stop
sky wont see the sun
and there wont be december to come

it've been otherwise
but cold wind is singing it's blue song
and sky is grey...
but only they've lost the beauty

But stop,you can be left among
and you wont find the way out from the forest
and only autum rainy grab down
with the road becoming andless

you can stay as them with them
and the rain will never stop
sky wont see the sun
and there wont be december to come