I sang for you the summer songs
When days were long and warm.
I sang for you the autumn songs
In nights of rain and storms.
I sang you songs of patience when
The winter nights grew cold.
I sang for you when we were young
And now when we’ve grown old.

And now I sing to you of spring
And flowers bloom once again.
I sing of rebirth of the year
The same as I sang back then.
I sing the songs of loving you
And the fortune we have had.
I sing to you of happiness
So you will know I am glad.

Glad to be the lucky one
Who met you long ago
And certain that we have had
More luck than others know.
We’ve watched others break apart
And lose the love they knew.
They lost the gratitude it takes
To have a dream come true.