First of May
First of May always reminds me of that song. It is one of my all-time favorite love songs. And like the best love songs, it is exquisitely sad.
When I was small, and Christmas trees were tall,
we used to love while others used to play.
Don’t ask me why, but time has passed us by,
someone else moved in from far away.
Now we are tall, and Christmas trees are small,
and you don’t ask the time of day.
But you and I, our love will never die,
but guess who’ll cry come first of May.The apple tree that grew for you and me,
I watched the apples falling one by one.
And as I recall the moment of them all,
the day I kissed your cheek and you were gone.Now we are tall, and Christmas trees are small,
and you don’t ask the time of day.
But you and I, our love will never die,
but guess who’ll cry come first of May.
Sarah Brightman’s cover is definitely worth collecting.
‘Back in time when trees were tall,
and Buffaloes roamed the plains in millions,
we used to love the Nature and the Spirit.
Don’t ask me why, but time has passed us by,
someone else moved in from far away.’
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