Indian Fall

Dotma

Compositor: Harri Koskela / Johanna Lesonen

The grey day
The naked trees
Again I'm alone
With the universe

These misty days
Scorching my heart
These rusty thoughts
Scorching my mind

Oh how I want to sleep
On the edge of the moon
See the world drowning in sorrow
Without my tears

Sometimes I wish
I could go back in time
To the childhood
When every summer
Was gilded by the sun

I remember the trees
Reaching the glowing sky
I was eager to climb
To the outer space

My last Indian summer
Ended like a fairytale
The fall came to stay
Eternal fall

My last Indian fall
Began like a bad dream
The fall came to stay
Eternal fall