My Anna, Mia, autumn leaves were green
Then left us like the morning leaves the night
Indeed, then all at once you were my queen
Though less am I a king than fond of light
As snowfall signals slippery sidewalks, so
Do silly, sour depressions say the same
From what, besides some sorrow does spring flow?
Whatever, Anna, winter sadness came
Awaiting spring in bed; oh God, it's noon
Away with that without which seasons change
With rooftop drops of rain, a lifetime blooms
While melted snows and rivers rearrange
Though in the other three, the summer hides
My fiery Anner, warm, I lie beside