If you must go, go now Before the summer fades Before the geese have flown Before the rivers rise Or would you take my heart? Would you take my mind?
And if they ask where you are Or say that you have flown Before you died of cold And while your wings are strong And that I love you still And that all would fade.
And as you fly away You'll think no more of me For autumn hangs the tears For summer's falling leaves And that is how it was And how it will be.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.