Those days that flew past in pursuit of our wonder
to beg for one kiss and to wish they were sundry
When least you expect it, they will trace your tracks
Love, though you’re now leaving, to me you’ll come back
When least you expect it, they will find your tracks
Love, though you’re now leaving, to me you’ll come back
And you, though your eyes sport a different colour
the very same words you present in love’s honour
In one month, in one year, you’ll give up your plea
My love, you just came but tomorrow you’ll flee
In one month, in one year, you’ll give up your plea
My love, you just came but tomorrow you’ll flee
Gift from sunny lands or from far ice-cold beaches
Lost with winter’s chills or with summer’s mild breezes
I’ll love you forever or never, that’s why
Your love’s on its way while my love says goodbye
I’ll love you forever or never, that’s why
Your love’s on its way while my love says goodbye