The dark days have arrived
that announce the cold
the sun goes on vacation
The other side of the world
and the clouds take over the landscape
The afternoons will be shorter
and the coldest mornings
Joy will leave the flowers
The trees will be sad
The rain will come, maybe,
to visit us
there will be fewer birds
fluttering in the sky
It will make me want to sleep
see you later
the days will be shortened
I will wear socks again
I'll miss the grape and peaches
the oranges will arrive
the summer is gone
goodbye to the pool
Goodbye outdoor cafes
I have to take out my winter clothes
and add blankets to my bed
the summer is gone
We will all walk paler
The days will be full of gray
We will have frozen feet
and cold hands
and what is worse: we will make love to
closed doors
Summer is gone.