I will read you the poem of autumn, during reading I truly believe:
There will be completely forgotten and deleted my previous grief.
I can only preserve and rememeber any stunning and marvellous thing.
I will read you about September. During process of reading I mean:
I am sending you positive wishes, keep them gently and cautiously, please...
Morning air, so cool and delicious, many numbers of hovering leaves,
They are seen in this air for certain, deeply orange, or yellow, or red...
I will read you the poem of autumn, not depressive, but shining, instead.