September of My Years — текст песни (Frank Sinatra)

Writer(s): cahn/van heusen





One day you turn around, and its summer

Next day you turn around, and its fall

And all the winters and the springs of a lifetime

Whatever happened to them all



As a man, who as always had the wandering ways

I keep looking back to yesterdays

til a long forgotten love appears



And I find, Im sighing softly as I near

September, the warm september of my years



As I man, who has never pauses at wishing wells

Now Im watching childrens carousels

And their laughters music to my ears



And I find, that Im smiling gently as I near

September, the warm september of my years

- the golden warm september of my years