Friday night 

When we say goodbye 

Oh Friday night 

Then summer will die 

Just one look in your eyes 

When you go 

And summer will die 

Oh what a Friday night 



When I wake up early tomorrow 

And I walk down in the morning dew 

I turn my head when the sparrow 

Sings a song to you 



There’re the flowers that grow in my garden 

Stand in season – blue, white and red 

But without you here I won’t see them 

To me summer’s dead 



Friday night 

When we say goodbye 

Oh Friday night 

Then summer will die 

Just one look in your eyes 

When you go 

And summer will die 

Oh what a Friday night 



For a moment cool breeze on the terrace 

Sounds like your voice, so gentle and mild 

An illusion that will surface 

All from time to time 



Like a child who is chasing the rainbow 

I’ll try to trust in day sad 

Until the day in my sorrow 

To me summer’s dead



Friday night 

When we say goodbye 

Oh Friday night 

Then summer will die 

Just one look in your eyes 

When you go 

And summer will die 

Oh what a Friday night