It's almost autumn, the children are singing and I already have to go back home. You in uniform with other men Far from here, you left, you who sang. When the sun and the wind turn the wings of the old windmill They will turn as long as we live hand in hand. A little bit of dust on the tobacco Proves to me that you are far away But I hear the chorus so tender That last year you sang to me When the sun and the wind turn the wings of the old windmill They will turn as long as we live hand in hand. Your friend yesterday returned from war He didn't say anything, but I understood When I saw your chain, your woolen blouse That you would never come to sing to me again. When the sun and the wind turn the wings of the old windmill They will turn as long as we live hand in hand. Turn the wings in the light Turn the time, nothing has changed But in our hearts, I saw yesterday The woolen blouse Has stopped.