Vila Wolf's Dyslexic Folklorist Ranting

An Autumn Leaf - Vitas The world has broken up into thousands of pieces Only emptiness was left in the eyes My soul feels as if it were pricked by needles Where did the Beauty disappear? I am torn by melancholy I am shattered to pieces Like an autumn leaf in the wind I’m playing a strange game Like an autumn leaf in the wind I’ll erase myself from the memory Scraps of incomprehensible thoughts  About someone who is very lonely Are flowing around me in a stream Striking me as if by electric discharge I am torn by melancholy I am shattered to pieces Like an autumn leaf in the wind I’m playing a strange game Like an autumn leaf in the wind I’ll erase myself from the memory