Flames of a Late Summer
Dumb is the air to my late song
A song of love and pain of a late summer
Withered of its leaves and freshness
Stood my youth longing for a song
A song of love and joy of an early spring
Echoed far into the valleys of blue mountains
A song of love and pain drummed inside the breast
Every stroke cries for relief of pain
Beat oh! Heart still you feel pain in your walls
Pump the blood as fast as you can
And swoon my senses giddy
Fast as you can numb the pain of my heart
And make me forget those happy dreams
Lonely I sing my song of love and pain
Longing to know someone to share my dream
I continue to sing my song of love and pain.