While the Rain was Falling,
My Heart was Calling
And its you, my Love,
for whom it was Yelling
Scorching Sun, Wild Hot Winds
Summer’s peak, Ocean’s Creek
O Sweetheart, O darling
won’t you speak?
Summer’s passed, Springs gone
Still, My heart is, all Alone
Shivering Winter cold,
makes your figure Bold, in my heart
Autumn’s High, Baby’s cry,
Trees Sigh for their leaves dry
Without you Baby,
Trust me, I’ll Die
Season Come, Come and Go
My heart Beats, Beats High and Low
When shall we meet, never to retreat
From our walk for love and future
