Everybody's Loving It! Everybody's Loving It! Everybody's Loving It! There is a memory of summer, there are dead trees Only longing is endless Listen, my dear, my song is untreated A song of love, beautiful but short I've been left alone, without a fire A flame of burning longing I can never win you You are the most beautiful in the summer When it's autumn and night, rain hits the windows I can't see you in my memories Rain hits the windows, I whisper in the cold In them, again, I can see dark eyes Autumn day and night, give only the saddest Even if the smoke never disappears
