Amurgul [English translation]

From the birch tree that is outside

Yellowed leaves are flowing

When, sifting his rare cloth

The violet twilight is falling.

The tree has been a good brother

with his _ of yesterday

Poor guy, he overshadowed

a luck of two summertimes.

Scribbled from the body he bends

Over my open window

Another sheet has peeled off

Another dream has fallen apart

Scribbled from the body he bends

Over my open window

Another sheet has peeled off

Another dream has fallen apart

Where are you to rain on us

The weeping of dying leaves

And with both arms

To stop their fall.

May your hand recollect

and torn them in two pieces

It's our dear story

written in the rusted leaves.

Scribbled from the body he bends

Over my open window

Another sheet has peeled off

Another dream has fallen apart

Scribbled from the body he bends

Over my open window

Another sheet has peeled off

Another dream has fallen apart

Where are you to rain on us

The weeping of dying leaves

And with both arms

To stop their fall.

Scribbled from the body he bends

Over my open window

Another sheet has peeled off

Another dream has fallen apart

Scribbled from the body he bends

Over my open window

Another sheet has peeled off

Another dream has fallen apart