Come summer, let us go someplace afar.
Not in the sea, not to the Thar.
Somewhere where the tranquil winds caress our face,
A place where life can give us a warm embrace.

Come autumn, let us walk through the fallen leaves.
Not through a lively garden, not though an envious breeze.
Somewhere where love part your lips with grace.
A place where life can give us a warm embrace.

Come winter, let us sit by the burning firewood’s,
Aftermath of a walk in the dawning woods.
Somewhere where our footsteps imprints a beautiful phrase.
A place where life can give us a warm embrace.

Come summer, let us go someplace afar.
A place where life can give us a warm embrace