夏天的飞鸟，飞到我的窗前唱歌，又飞走了。

秋天的黄叶，它们没有什么可唱，只叹息一声，飞落在那里。

Stray birds of summer come to my window to sing and f ly away.

And yellow leaves of autumn，which have no songs，flutter and fall there with a sign.