作曲 : Ulf Theodor Schwadorf
作词 : Ulf Theodor Schwadorf
Lifeless they fall apart 
Golden as our precious art 
My love sinks into a thick grey veil of mist 
Trees, leafless trees, the epitaph of the sun 
What once was green presents now grey and trist 
A gloomy grave, a foreseen death, a symbol for our pain 
Drowned in a flood of autumn rain 
Sillouettes of light astray somewhere in the clouds 
Ravens traverse, involving withering shrouds