Autumn Days

With the golden sun rises
Berries on the floor
We know autumn days are here

Overgrown leaves all over the place
Chestnuts roasting on the open fire
We know autumn days are here

Bumpy hard conkers, hanging on the trees
Beautiful shiny bugs, stuck on their backs
We know autumn days are here.

And the wind is howling and also cold
Dew dropped spider webs tell us that
Autumn days are here.