Оригинален текст
Oh, it's a long, long time
from may to december
and the days grow short
when you reach september
For when the autumn weather
turns the leaves to flame
then you ain't got time
for the waiting game
(chorus):
when the days dwindle down
to a precious few
september... november...
and those few golden days
i'd share with you
Those golden days i'd share with you
(repeat chorus)
Those golden days i'd share with you
Those golden days i'd share with you
Those golden days i'd share with you