Deep in night's bosom
She dances in the grass
He hears her shiver
He hears her shiver
Deep in forest's bosom
He searches the meadows
And hopes to find her
And hopes to find her
While without haze or shroud
The night abandons
The fields of green
The fields of green
As she takes off her dress
She flies away forever
As he listens to her wings
That take away his love, his love, his love
As the light of dusk
Lights up the oaks
Autumn smiles, smiles, smiles
Autumn smiles, smiles, smiles