Lyrics: O.A.Myrholt  Music: T.E.Tunheim    Winter and autumn drove hand in hand   dazzled by the light of a perplexed moon  all tangled in bohemian supremacy   and the tingly ambience of a deceitful noon    ...tangled in grand affection    Autumn's cold hand craving in a tight and comforting response  while their bizarre passionate music tore fainthearted souls apart  the narrow minded seasons did violently collide  when they beheld autumn hellishly situated on winter astride    ...tangled in grand affection    There were few lucid moments in the subsequent madness  both winter and autumn withdrew from joy to abided sadness  wasting their dark passion and wasting their complexion  reluctancy turned to nonchalance   and this denouement is the grand reflection    Daunting the timidity of shallow waters,   the hands of the beast wrote some touching rhymes  sadly they drifted apart like trees denued of leaves,  and thus the dialogue was dead by springtime    Thanks to serkan@yelkovan.com.tr