@migu music@

@migu music@

Feel the breeze arising, as the trees comprising of leaves

Bow their heads to the wind

Hear the music playing, as the trees are swaying, away

Float the leaves on the wind

Hear my song, the summer has gone

Days are still long, but the summer has gone

And as the leaves fall down, they're brown, they hit the ground

And the tree stands tall in the wind

A note so clear and sharp, an Aeolean Harp plays music

Composed by the wind

Hear my song, the summer has gone

Days are still long, but the summer has gone

But it will come again, after the snow and after the rain

Have gone with the wind

Hear my song, the summer has gone

Days are still long, but the summer has gone