La ra la ra la ra ra...
This sunless day is all mine,
My window is being blasted by so much coldness...
(There's) an old song in my guitar;
An old song that cannot be forgotten.
It's the same song that one day drew us close
In the distant beaches of your old country;
And Autumn, as it watches the leaves fall,
Comes to me and soaks me through with its grey rain...
Why is it that I cannot forget your song?
It's probably because I've loved you so much
That sitting in this very room,
(Reclined) over this very table
Yesterday I wept over you!
Why is it that I cannot forget your song
Even though the river has flown away and won't come back?
Eternal clock of our hours
And this song, which weeps
All over my picture window...
La ra la ra la...