Here she comes, riding on the wind
She blows her breeze
and shake the trees
which have all orange leaves.

She causes the little children to come and rake,
as the leaves fall from the trees that shake
Now everyone is drinking Maple syrup,
and the young ones all hiccup!

The days are made bright
for the people's delight
In Autumn, there is no quarrel or fight

But then the trees have shaken,
shaken all their leaves
and have made happy: the bees

But what happens when she (autumn) blows too much breeze?
Well then, the earth begins to freeze.