Frank Sinatra - The September Of My Years | Текст песни

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• The September Of My Years

One day you turn around, and it's summer
Next day you turn around, and it's fall
And suddenly, all the springs and winters of a lifetime
Whatever happened to them all

As a man, who has always had the wandering ways
Now I'm looking back on yesterdays
'Til a long forgotten love appears

And I find, I'm sighing softly as I near
September, the warm September of my years

As a man, who has never paused at wishing wells
Now I'm watching children's carousels
And their laughter's music to my ears

And I find, I'm smiling gently as I near
September, the warm September of my years
The golden warm September of my years

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