AUTUMN
The sun goes faster to bed,
The leaves lying on the ground,
And the season of pumpkins and hot chocolate is showing around.
The feet are slowly getting cold,
The hoodies are getting packed out,
And the boots come to get used about,
The Christmas socks will never go old,
And all that is in autumn, the season I’m talking about
Everyone carries a running nose,
And the supermarkets were only selling ghosts,
The kids just talk about Halloween
And the cozy season becomes the new queen.
All over, there’s brown and orange,
And the cottages‚ blooms where fading down,
The girls starting to talk about „Gilmore Girls“,
And the wonders of nature are coming to town.
Everything gets cute and little
Ad now it’s just time for autumn, and the little fiddle.