Could we ride together
When the blazing sun rode on the sultry wind
Or on the blue sky that ember
To glow the morning abreast wintry season
And these cold autumn leaves
Blessed and endowed with pleasant colours
Shed of tree which have stood time
But to wither or die
Yet nourished the earth with its riche fibers
And waft and lay like Assyrian carpet
Upon a royal path
Which wandered through the woods
Stripping naked by cold weather
When the earth was rich in green or with colours floral be
In this wintry morning rise.
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