Full summer heat is now here, in the heart of late June; No more running No more dreadful eyes, From an elderly knight, The Shore is burned from the sun on the white sand, we danced, in deep romance; it was a dream of love upon the meadows of time. Oh, the richness of autumn moved the colored leaves from the trees, in many seasons, I think of he The knight who once danced with me On that heated up summers night Where late Junes moon shine so bright, It was like a treasure scattered in the sky With all the twinkling stars that blanket our hearts but with time it only became a far-off dream, did the elderly knight known what? he meant to me on that late summers night.