Polar night and autumn

Streets are flooding again.
Rain is drumming the window continuously.
I make a calm room
to dark polar night, to lingering shadows.
You stayed in the summer, behind the winds.
As a drop falling from leaf.
Land in autumn colors, flowing river
and yes, drowning in memories.
Polar night and autumn are growing from us.
Nights of november in our stories.
Our longing takes too much work
I cannot repair it at all.

(Original text: "Kaamos ja syys" by JP Leppäluoto)

(ps. With this I took some "artist's liberties".. I think it sounds better in english that you drown in memories than you are washed up in memories. =) )