——You may see autumn in me,
When the leaves are yellow, they may fall off completely or only in twos and threes.
Hanging on the shriveled dead branches and trembling——
A deserted singing circle, where hundreds of birds once sang together.
You may see twilight in me,
It slowly fades to the west after sunset:
Night, the personification of death, gradually drives it away,
The quiet rest envelopes all kinds of things.
You may see embers in me,
It is dying in the cold ashes of youth,
Sooner or later, the soul will die on the bleak funeral bed,
Destroyed by the fire that nourished it.
Seeing this, your love will be strengthened,
Because he will leave you in a blink of an eye and go away suddenly.
Conception: