When summer dies
The air is fresh the wind grows coldSummer is dying the year is oldAnd man and beast have fledI feel the warmth of your sigh
Life is like an autumn seasonA play of colors from yellow to greenAnd I smile joy to all peopleFor that autumn that belongs to me
Yes if another summer diesThen I think of how I found you‘T was in that monthThe world seemed like goldIn that winter cold
Come I’ll take youTo where the thousand colors areIt makes me strong and so happyI feel your hands around me
Life is like an autumn seasonA play of colors from yellow to greenAnd I smile joy to all peopleFor that autumn that belongs to me
Yes if another summer diesThen I think of how I found you‘T was in that monthThe world seemed like goldIn that winter cold
Oh if another summer diesThen I think of how I found you‘T was in that monthThe world seemed like goldIn that winter cold