Summer, fall, winter, springOf the seasons I will singTo help you through your birthAs you spend your time on earthIn the wind
The summer song won't last longWhen this warm old man has comeI'll sing your of your birthAs you spend your time on earthIn the wind
And so it goesAs the wind blowsThe seasons will flowTo help you through your birthAs you spend your time on earthIn the wind
A mother's childA father's sonIn this crowd, I'm only oneTo tell you of your worthAs you spend your time on earthIn the wind
And so it goesAs the wind blowsAnd so it goesAs the wind blows
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