Оригинален текст
goodbye to you my trusted friend
weґve known each other since we
were nine or ten
together weґve climbed hills and trees
learned of love and abcґs
skinned our hearts and
skinned our knees
goodbye my friend itґs hard to die
when all the birds are singing
in the sky
now that spring is in the air
pretty girls are everywhere
think of me and iґll be there
we had joy we had fun
we had seasons in the sun
but the hills that we climbed
were just seasons out of time
we had joy we had fun
we had seasons in the sun
but the wine and the song
like the seasons have all gone
goodbye papa please pray for me
i was the black sheep of the family
you tried to teach me right from wrong
too much wine and too much song
wonder how i got along
goodbye papa itґs hard to die
when all the birds are singing in the sky
now that the spring is in the air
little children everywhere
when you see them iґll be there
we had joy we had fun
we had seasons in the sun
but the wine and the song
like the seasons have all gone
we had joy we had fun
we had seasons in the sun
but the wine and the song
like the seasons have all gone
goodbye michelle my little one
you gave me love and helped
me find the sun
and every time that i was down
you would always come around
and get my feet back on
the ground
goodbye michelle itґs hard to die
when all the birds are singing in
the sky
now that the spring is in the air
with the flowers everywhere
i wish that we could both be there
we had joy we had fun
we had seasons in the sun
but the stars we could reach
were just starfish on the beach
we had joy we had fun
we had seasons in the sun
but the wine and the song
like the seasons have all gone
we had joy we had fun
we had seasons in the sun
but the wine and the song
like the seasons have all gone
all our lives we had fun
we had seasons in the sun
but the hills that we climbed
were just seasons out of time
we had joy we had fun
we had seasons in the sun
but the wine and the song
like the seasons have all gone
all our lives we had fun we
had seasons in the sun
but the hills that we climbed
were just seasons out of time