The summer was a dream 's only,
but now lies on leaf and tree
a tender farewell kiss,
the be adhered to.
still collecting bees fleiß'ge
the last one nectar
and colorful butterflies
dance in the warm sunshine.
the grass saft'ge the bulb cracks,
in vine leaves of the grape laughs.
resplendent red berries on shrubs gain
the last fruit maturity.
sweeps markedly over yellow stubble
cool, a gentle breeze.
Tired rushing colorful forests
and roses are long gone.
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