SPOKEN:

You know, I've never been as happy as I was that morning

We were walking along the beach a little like this one

It was a rare kind of autumn day that you only find in North America

Over there they call it "Indian summer"

What it was just our summer

And I can see you now in your long dress

Looking like a beautiful water-colour

And I can remember what I told you that morning

A year ago

A thousand years ago

Think of me, when this is just a memory,

Will you still belove in me

When the summer is gone?

All my life the taste of you will fill my life

Even when the summer is gone...
SPOKEN:

Today I'm far away of not-autumn morning

But it's almost as if I was there.

I'm thinking of you. Where are you? What are you doing?

Do I still exist for you? I'm like a wave drawn by the moon

Slipping back on the sand, remembering high tides

Remembering the happiness in the sun shining over the sea

A thousand years ago

Or was it just last year?

Think of me, when this is just a memory,

Will you still belove in me

When the summer is gone?

All my life the taste of you will fill my life

Even when the summer is gone...