Simboličan raspored stvari.
(13 minuta ozbiljnog kidanja)
Fourth corner Autumn
Heralds the coming winter
And while his golden trumpet blast
Looks and leaps to corners deep
Three sons of Fall
Turn all to gold
The fist to leaf
The next to light
The last will hide
As if in fright
And wait until
His chance is right
to freeze the life
Its self to gold
Then leaves to cry
So sad
So cold