Triore After Summer We Fall
In the first day of winter the last day of fall
We dance in the snow and remember the sun
We drink to the visions of winter advancing
Embracing our marrows with coldness unsung
The first day of springtime the last day of winter
We lie on the grass and remember the snow
We drink to the rising of summer and blossom
And nourish the passion of winter disowned
“Seasons come, just like the summer rain
Seasons change, and go away again”
In the first day of summer the last day of spring
We drink to the visions of nature revived
We lie on the grass and revere every instant
Till the last straw has willed and summer has died
In the first day of autumn the last day of summer
We love in the darkness and dance in the rain
We drink to the visions of heaven’s colliding
Foreseeing succession again and again
