Parties and balls, fantasy
it's the same old memory1
and a song flies away
when December comes.
It appears in an instance
the horses are prancing
and that melody returns
that time took away.
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It appears in an instance
and the horses are prancing
I heard this melody
in my memory.
Maybe some day I'll return
my heart feels it
and then I understood
the same old memory.
And a song flies away...
...when December comes!
1. lit. '...the memory of always'. As in the same old memory she keeps having.