Summer is over, there's a lumber wind
Who does it yearn for, wandering afar
Left way behind, up in a sky blue
Sentiments of summer is the colour of my
heart Waking from a dream in the dark night
Long
cold winter times Have closed the windows tight
Yet they're still calling out to me These dreams are after all,
the consequence of memory
Embers of summer,
carnival of dear Rising up to fill my soul,
to the brim
Walkers,
sparkles,
flyer of dreams Sentiments of summer is the colour of my heart
Open up my eyes,
the dreamers pass me by Long shadows spread
Leaping up to the sky Into the star-dust sky
My dreams are after all,
sweet consequence, memory
Summer
is over,
there's a lumber wind Who does it yearn for,
wandering afar
Walkers, sparkles,
flyer of dreams Sentiments of summer is the colour of my heart