Из альбома: Come to My Garden
(C. Stepney - R. Rudolph)
Blowing softly through a meadow, laughing like a baby, breeze
(Baby breeze, baby, breeze, baby, breeze...)
Tapping lightly at the treetops, whispering among the leaves...
(Through the leaves, through the leaves, through the leaves)
You hear the magic song, that ancient poets sing, hey, yeah;
It's sweet as morning dew, and sounds a lot like springtime...
(When you close your eyes) you feel your heart go there,
So close your eyes and you may find that
Fireflies were as bright as stars;
Close your eyes and remember...
Summertime lingered on and on;
Close your eyes, and remember...
Your first love made the world stand still;
Close your eyes, and remember...
Close your eyes and remember (remember when...)
The moon was made of cheese...
Racing swiftly through the mountains, bubbling along the stream;
(Down the stream, down the stream, down the stream...)
Sighing sweetly through the hollow, gentle as an infant's dream...
(Baby's dream, baby's dream, baby's dream...)
You hear the magic song, that ancient poets sing;
It's sweet as morning dew, and sounds a lot like springtime...
(When you close your eyes) you feel your heart go there,
So close your eyes and you may find that
Fireflies were as bright as stars;
Close your eyes and remember...
Summertime lingered on and on;
Close your eyes and remember...
Close your eyes, and remember...
Fireflies...
Close your eyes, and remember...
Summertime...
Close your eyes, and remember...
Your first love...