Gligorics Teru Winds of Fall

While the sun burns, I'll pretend

That in the never-never land

It is autumn glorious.

There's no one there, only us,

Golden rods are blooming widespread,

And swallows in the golden sunset

Are whispering their sad good-byes,

Then darkness falls on the skies…

Millions of stars are shining

While the moon is outlining

Branches of a lonely three.

Then, my Love, you turn to me

With a loving word and smile

And I'm praying all the while

That this moment would never end

In this never-never land…

Around us the night is falling,

In the distance bells are calling,

Silencing men, beast and bird,

Shepherd and the sleepy herd…

There will be frost in the morning,

And without any warning,

Threes that stood there proud and tall,

Will undress in the winds of fall…