The summer season wind, got here blowin’ in – from across the sea
It lingered there, so heat and truthful – to stroll with me
All summer long, we sang a music – and strolled on golden sand
sweethearts, and the summer time wind
Like painted kites, those days and nights – went flyin’ by using
the sector changed into new, below a blue – umbrella sky
Then softer than, a piper guy – sooner or later it referred to as to you
and that i lost you, to the summer wind
the fall wind, and the winter wind – have come and long gone
And nevertheless the days, the ones lonely days – pass on and on
And guess who sighs his lullabies – via nights that by no means end
My fickle pal, the summer breeze