Summer’s gone and now it’s autumn,
It arrived ahead of due time,
Where are friends of happy springtime,
All are scattered off like leaves here,
All are scattered off like leaves here.

Some are lost in wartime tempests,
Some are also lost in peacetime,
Some - a long way off in childhood,
Some are gone when we were grown-ups,
Some are gone when we were grown-ups.

Oh I miss the days of long time,
Days so full of joyful pastime,
I’m so bored to roam in this life,
With no friend to roam in this life,
With no friend to roam in this life.

Oh we’ve lived, life’s almost over,
Done our chores, been in the warfare,
It’s so hard, so hard to find you,
But much easier to lose you,
But much easier to lose you.

Oh how fast is gone, is scattered
That joy early, premature.
Often on my way remember,
Oh that wondrous thing – my first love,
Oh that wondrous thing – my first love.

What sensation is remembrance,
Heart is burdened with such sadness,
On the paths when young in years
Girl I lost – a dream of my life,
Girl I lost – a dream of my life.

Oh I wish I saw her one time,
Wish again to feel heart pounding,
I’m so bored to be so lonely,
Bored to roam without loving,
Bored to roam without loving.

Oh we’ve lived, life’s almost over,
Done our chores, been in the warfare,
It’s so hard, so hard to find you,
But much easier to lose you,
But much easier to lose you.