Best autumn song playlist for 2019


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Welcome back, dear Fall

I’m not sure if the fact that I was born in September is a reason to love you more, but I really missed you, gray autumn.

Since the summer I felt that something did not fit in the decor. The breathable heat, the scorching sun and the sweat made me want you more and more.

Many people become nostalgic with the arrival of your season, autumn. But I don’t feel that at all. I love the sweet expression of wind after the drizzle of summer, the cool splashes of rain entering the skin burnt by the sun, the sky steeped by clouds.

Maybe you feel what I feel, dear autumn. In a way, our feelings are reciprocal at this time of life, feeling together an unexpected sadness.

Like me, you change the shades of your soul to more serious and dry colors, from light green to dark brown, orange and red. We mature together in the monotonous dance of life, a long-desired season.

From the early hours of the morning you bring cold and moist shivers, sprinkling mist over the summer bedding, possessing the entire world. As a hesitant young girl you play with the temperatures and make changes to the world at your leisure without thinking about the consequences.

So while the morning is cold and ignorant, the noon brings unruly sunshine and high temperatures. In the evening it is much harsher than in the morning, the degrees falling far below the thermometer.

Nothing compares to a cup of hot tea, sipped intensely in front of the fire that burns the wet wood. Even the mohair in the cardigan braided by the mother has its place and handles the skin frightened by low temperature.

I like the sound of wilted leaves freshly fallen from the trees and their unmistakable scent. I would play all day hiding in the dry garden behind the house, enjoying myself as a child of your gifts.

The aroma of ripe apples, the sound of walnuts tumbling on the ground from the old tree, the cherries full and tasty in the fall, the burgundy plums and black grapes, all are gifts brought by you, rich autumn.

The strong smell of resin and wood, the stratified wood in algorithmic rows on the thick wall belonging to the house fence. The hard working people preparing for winter healthy and delicious preparations, all of which are part of your favorite activities in the fall.

The same activities are repeated every season, but each year is special in its own way and you make this possible every fall. Thank you for being here!


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Bine ai revenit, draga toamna!

Nu stiu sigur daca faptul ca m-am nascut in septembrie este un motiv pentru a te iubi mai mult, insa chiar mi-a fost dor de tine, toamna gri.

Inca din decursul verii am simtit ca ceva nu se potriveste in decor. Caldurile irespirabile, soarele patrunzator, transpiratia si innaduseala m-au facut sa te doresc din ce in ce mai mult.

Multe persoane devin nostalgice cu sosirea anotimpului tau, toamna. Insa eu nu simt asta aproape deloc. Iubesc adierea dulce de vant dupa toropeala verii, stropii racoritori de ploaie patrunzand in pielea arsa de soare, cerul impanzit de nori.

Poate ca si tu simti ce simt eu, draga toamna. Intr-un fel sentimentele noastre sunt reciproce in acest moment al vietii, simtind impreuna o tristete nemaintalnita.

Ca si mine, tu iti schimbi nuantele sufletului catre culori mai serioase si vestede, trecand de la verde aprins catre maro inchis, portocaliu si rosu. Ne maturizam impreuna in dansul monoton al vietii, anotimp mult dorit.

Inca de la primele ore ale diminetii aduci fiori reci si umezi, presarand stropi de bruma peste asternutul verii, posedand intregul tinut. Ca o tanara ezitanta te joci cu temperaturile si faci schimbari lumii dupa bunul plac fara sa te gandesti la consecinte.

Astfel in timp ce dimineata e rece si ignoranta, amiaza aduce raze de soare nehotarate si temperaturi ridicate. Seara e mult mai aspra decat dimineata, gradele scazand cu mult in termometru.

Nimic nu se compara cu o ceasca de ceai fierbinte, sorbita cu intensitate in fata focului ce arde mocnit lemnele umede. Pana si mohairul din cardiganul impletit de mama isi are locul si mangaie pielea speriata de temperatura scazuta.

Imi place sunetul frunzelor ofilite cazute proaspat din copaci si parfumul incofundabil al acestora. M-as juca toata ziua de-a v-ati ascunselea in gradina uscata din spatele casei, bucurandu-ma precum un copil de darurile tale.

Aroma merelor coapte, sunetul nucilor care se pravalesc pe pamant din copacul batran, ciresele pline si gustoase de toamna, prunele visinii si strugurii negri, toate sunt cadouri aduse de tine, toamna imbelsugata.

Mirosul puternic de rasina si lemn, lemnele stratificate in randuri algoritmice pe peretele gros ce apartine gardului casei. Harnicia gospodinelor ce pregatesc pentru iarna preparate sanatoase si delicioase, toate acestea fac parte din activitatile tale preferate, toamna.

In fiecare sezon se repeta aceleasi activitati dar fiecare an este special in felul lui iar tu faci asta posibil, toamna. Multumesc ca esti aici!


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