Autumn in Prague ...

Autumn,
In Prague again autumn.
Autumn again in Prague,
But without us.
Leaves fly around
Heaven grow up
Autumn in Prague, by the way.
It already was, was.
Repeated
And in a circle,
And again.
Rain knocks sadly on the pavement
Time does not return back, back.
And the flow of passers-by along the boulevards.
Laughter and tears
Woe and love.
And passers by river flow.