Everything is going brightly now. Everything is going straight. But you know I must think twice right now. It's really getting quite late.And I must take my leave of you now. There's someone I've got to see. There's no more that I can give to you now. Because somebody counts on me.Sleepy mornings in the summer. You have been good to me.Maybe it's true. But you know I can't sit any longer. There's more to summer days than you.And I must take my leave of you now. There's someone I've got to see. There's no more that I can give to you now.Because somebody counts on me.Somebody counts on me.It doesn't matter what news you have to tell me.Or what songs you have to sing.Or what goods you have to sell me.Or even what gifts you have to bring.And I must take my leave of you now.There's someone I've got to see. There's no more that I can give to you now.Because somebody counts on me.Someday when all my work is over.And all my songs are sung.And there's nothing more to bother me.Then I'll do some counting in return.And I must take my leave of you now.There's someone I've got to see. There's no more that I can give to you now.Because somebody counts on me.I must take my leave of you now.There's someone I've got to see. There's no more that I can give to you now.Because somebody counts on me.Then I'll do some counting in return.