The Seasons

(Dieter Hartig)

Bees swarm out And the birds sing,

Daffodils, crocus, my girl loves the spring.

The days become longer and the nights warm,

I feel so good when she lies in my arms.

Skirts and blouses, Coffee in the city,

My girl likes to say: the summer is pretty

Lying on sand, Bathe in the sea

And I am so glad, when she´s with me.

We enjoy all the seasons,

Whatever they bring.

Are happy with friends,

Celebrate everything.

Fruits and berries A glass of new wine

My girl is so sure, that autumn is fine.

Leafs become coloured And roses are red

When she´s with me, I am so glad.

Ice in the Whiskey, Snowflakes in gin,

My girl is so happy, when the winter begins

Skiing and skating, She loves all the time.

And I am so glad, when she is mine.

Years may go by

And we become older

But seasons return

That´s, what I told her