Early Frost

<br>I am born and I`ve grown in the wind <br>In the frost, in the draught <br>When we arrived to these barren plains <br>We felt early cold <br><br>[1]&lt;/i&gt; Autumn... the leaves fall down again, to this gloomy earth <br>I beg You, cool rain... Clean my thoughts <br><br>[2]&lt;/i&gt; Inside of my mind I`m full of pain, like this air <br>Misty thoughts, I tell you that: Go away... Far from here <br><br>I am born and I`ve grown in the wind <br>In the frost, in the draught <br>When we arrived to these barren plains <br>We felt early cold <br><br>[3]&lt;/i&gt; Autumn goes on and on again, I weep <br>I beg You, cool rain... Clean my thoughts