Autumn  Engraving in leaves the veins galdrastafr,-Shalt paint in crimson, - not sparing the golden glare Autumn Shalt cover in fog, hiding the mud slush,-And be drowned in cold drops of rainWinter Howling, it shalt bring the fury of blizzards, Winds haughty storming as beasts Winter Shalt cloach in ice, strewing by hoarfrost,-Concealing the [bad word] in snow Spring Shalt furtively force it s way by the green of first grass,Flowing the stream of molten snow,Reading the epistle of winter Spring, it [bad word] all that was hidden,All that was left on the darkened leaves,Then shalt describe it by the pattern of sprouts Summer Shalt cover by leaves, bury under the trees crowns,-And carry on Summer With farewell it shalt tell, shalt whisper by winds,- And sing to the autumnal mists