A song about stepping on crunchy leaves in autumn.
Music and lyrics by Goodeplex.
Lyrics English translation:
my life story written on faded papyrus
it flutters in the air without any wind
being carried gently to a timeless place
returning to how it started
baked to a crisp under the golden sun
my crispy story crunches, what a sound
a story of fallen leaves
a discarded crumbled ball
blowing swiftly across town
it wants someone to stop it
but no one’s there
a solitary wad of paper
but when i find it
and take that first step
that wonderful sound sends me to a place i never knew before
hey, melody of the child of the leaf of the tree
harmony of plants
when my skin chills and my mind rushes…
rainbow-colored autumn leaves
a negotiation with the seasons
changing colors in slow motion
in the dry air
rainbow-colored leaves changing
unprecedented, isn’t it?
a child born
from a tree in saturated colors
it rides the crisp late-autumn wind
and gets blown away right away
what an invigorating trip
even if it gets ripped to shreds
it transcends the limits of hue
a prismatic autumn leaf
autumn’s annual invitation
a natural masterpiece
its life is beautiful enough, yet
it achieves true beauty in death
the tempo of the child of that leaf
ritardando non-legato
constantly reborn
in an endless cycle
rainbow-colored autumn leaves
a negotiation with the seasons
changing colors in slow motion
in the dry air
rainbow-colored leaves changing
unprecedented, isn’t it?
a child born
from a tree in saturated colors
it rides the crisp late-autumn wind
and gets blown away right away
what an invigorating trip
even if it gets ripped to shreds
it transcends the limits of hue
a prismatic autumn leaf
rainbow-colored autumn leaves
a negotiation with the seasons
a painted soul
a dyed heart
rainbow-colored leaves changing
unprecedented, isn’t it?
living in its fragile body
at the mercy of nature
a rainbow like an autumn leaf
orange bark
purple foliage
a chartreuse trunk
rainbow-colored leaves changing
autumn’s main event
whenever i step on them
i’m taken back to a simple time
it rides the crisp late-autumn wind
and gets blown away right away
what an invigorating trip
even if it gets ripped to shreds
it transcends the limits of hue
a prismatic autumn leaf
a vivid leaf
invite me again next year!
