Here it is, here, here
A melody that begins low
A melody that begins in e flat
But wants to, wants to grow
To a flat, f minor
Looking for its way
And here it is ascending and ascending
I didn’t know it would run away
I didn’t know it would fly so far
I didn’t know it would forget me
Would be so insolent and talk back: to say:
Here it is, here, here,
Another year that begins slowly,
Another year that begins to grow today
Now it crawls and tomorrow suddenly
It will say goodbye like a dream
It will hurry along its way
And here it is ascending and ascending
I didn't know it would run away...
A love that begins deeply
A love that promises to be close
That promises to be so so good
Beautiful until it ends
Still small but can grow
And here is ascending and ascending
I didn't know it would run away...
That was my melody
A melody that loved me a year
But suddenly changed
Took off and is no longer
And it is no longer, gone…