© Written by Binte Ayesha Wani As autumn knocks at the door
The dreams change to chameleon
From green to crimson,
Fate plays the fate my love! Destiny cries out loud
"Truth is pale skin, truth for the born is death,
truth is the crimson leaf." And fate plays the fate my love!

How merciless is the season of fall,
Alas! its feet cannot be chained;
Leaves have to offer their life,
To heartless palace, owners to tread upon.

With the blow of events,
Favorable and unfavorable
With the steeps in between,
Fate plays the fate my love! Destiny brings them underneath feet
They decay like incurable patients,
They do scream but silence
FATE PLAYS THE FATE MY LOVE!