Yenй™ Рџќ‚payizin Рџќѓжџtri Gй™lir Havadanрџќ‚ Dualar Рџќ‚edirй™m Ki Allahim Рџќѓbizi Yenidй™nрџќ‚ - Ikinciрџќѓ Dй™fй™ Рџќѓyaradaрџ’”

"The scent of autumn is in the air again. I pray to my God: 'Oh Allah, create us for a second time.'" Here is a short poetic piece inspired by that sentiment:

That quote is a beautiful, melancholic expression of longing. It translates from Azerbaijani as: "The scent of autumn is in the air again

I breathe the chill, the fading gold,And feel a prayer begin to hold:"To start again, with heart made new,Beneath a sky of younger blue." the fading gold

Does this capture the you were looking for, or would you like something more modern ? with heart made new