Lasse Matthiessen - This Time of Year
текст песни

The light is getting softer
each and every day.
The sun is on retreat
it's moving further away
for a while
it's moving further away.

The shadows are growing longer
the autumns here to stay.
The color scale of the leaves
turns the sadness away for a while

But I seem to like
the way this time of year
leaves you no places to hide.
Can be spotted in your eyes.

People walking the street
looking at their feet.
Bending their heads for the wind
not looking at whom the meet.

Still life of a leave
between the tree
and the ground
claims my attention
to make its music its sound(s)

But I seem to like
the way this time of year
leaves you no places to hide.