00:00I don't know
00:30I love you.
01:00I love you.
01:31Who's staring?
01:33He's staring.
01:34Who's staring?
01:35Somebody better start staring.
01:37The colour of summer's gone, of golden days when I was young.
01:49Of girls who came but soon moved on, is in my summer wine.
01:57The perfumes of earth and vine, of meadows when the rain has gone.
02:04Of women with their fine neon, is in my summer wine.
02:12The memories I can see, here in my car.
02:18Of sweet short days, bitter days, love or drunken heart.
02:28The taste of the life that suits, from day to day through fingers blind.
02:34The honey from the woman's lips, is in my summer wine.
02:42I drink not to mellow days, the grapes forever pressed and gone.
02:49And girls whose warmth became the sun, and gave my summer wine.
02:57You're in my winter, you're in your night.
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