\"Time flying by,
We all gonna die\".
Says a little birch leaf
Expressing his grief.
Trees are getting brown
And losing their crown.
All signs showing
Winter is comming.
But the spring will arrive,
The sprouts will arise,
All will be new and green
Like noone has ever seen.
Hence we never must forget,
The constant threat:
Beauty fades,
That is why it is beautiful.