Lyrics
CHORUS:
Soon the day will die;
The petal on the rose will go where summer goes,
So very, very soon the bird must fly,
This hour will drift away and turn into yesterday!
So take my love, I offer you the bloom of it.
So very fast the time is past!
The blossoms of this strange enchantment are waiting,
Just waiting, for you to press in close caress!
Who can read the stars?
The fate the stars decree is not for us to see!
So, come to me, my love, with heart in tune.
This flaming desire we know
will be just an afterglow
so very soon!
So very soon!
So very soon!