गीत निर्देशांक
ENमूल बोल
अनुवाद अभी उपलब्ध नहीं है। मूल बोल दिखाए जा रहे हैं।
When winter is on again
fragrance ends
and the withered leaves
drift down from the dying trees
as they find release.
But I'll remember it:
the sweet perfume of
orange blossoms in summer time.
And when we are far apart
and my heart
feels a winter chill
I've got to lay down and cry.
But I know, by and by,
that I'll remember it:
the sweet perfume of
orange blossoms in summer time.
