Текст Michael Buble – Summer Wind

The summer wind, came blowin’ in — from across the sea
It lingered there, touch your hair and walk with me
All summer long, we sang a song — then we strolled that golden sand
Two sweethearts, and the summer wind

Like painted kites, those days and nights — went flyin’ by
The world was new, beneath a blue — umbrella sky
Then softer than, a piper man — one day it called to you
I lost you to the summer wind

The autumn wind, and the winter wind — have come and gone
And still the days, those lonely days — go on and on
And guess who sighs his lullabies — through nights that never end
My fickle friend, the summer wind