This time of year my tired heart is aching
There's a never ending fire ablaze
It looks for a little cloud, a little hope
But there's no shadow, no protecting branch
The command comes from love government
What you have sown, you've got to harvest
Don't ask if there's a storm or disaster
Impossible to break that oath
This time of year it rains endlessly
I have no desire, I expect nothing
I set on the road of love, there are torrents
There's no escape, nowhere to go