Sing a happy song ’cause Spring does not last long A flower blooms and then it’s gone Summer follows fast, make hay while it lasts Don’t ever dwell upon the past
For one day you are here, and the next you are gone Every horse has its year and every dog its day, my son So the only thing to feel sad about is all the dogs and the horses you’ll have to outlive They’ll be with you when you say good-bye
Then the fall from grace The lines upon your face grow deeper almost every day Days and weeks roll by and Winter nights draw nigh and everything that lives must die
But as the curtains close and the last prayers are said all my dogs and my horses appear round my bed They have come to say one last goodbye Goodbye…Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.