Autumn Morning in Sweden

We wander through the park on the hill
where everything is still.
And space is wide like open sea.

Leaves fly with the wind,
dancing 'round the churchyard.
And this home is an abandoned city belonging to us alone.
Silence is our everyday life

But today you tell me you'd like to fly away on the wings of a raven.
To go chase your dreams in this wide world, freeing yourself from me.

And just like nature on this autumn day,
our love is in decay.

Inspired by Alexander Golovin's painting детскосельский пейзаж/Scenery of Detskoe Selo