夏天的飞鸟,来到我的窗前,歌唱,又飞走了。
秋天的黄叶,它们没有什么曲子可唱,一声叹息,飘落在地上。
Stray birds of summer come to my window to sing and fly away.
And yellow leaves of autumn,which have no songs,
flutter and fall there with a sign.
即使夏天的飞鸟再会歌唱,最终还是飞走了。秋天的黄叶默默地,以为自己没什么可付出的,一声叹息,却将所有都献给了大地。