"Seasons in the Sun" as written by and Jacques Roman/brel Brel....
Goodbye, Papa, it's hard to die
When all the birds are singing in the sky,
Little flowers everywhere.
Just look at me, and I'll be there.
Just look at me, and I'll be there.

Farewell to you, my trusted friend.
We've known each other since we're nine or ten.
Together we climbed hills and trees.
We learned of love and ABC's,
We skinned our hearts and skinned our knees.

Goodbye fair world, it's hard to die,
When all the birds are singing in the sky,
Now that the spring is in the air.
Pretty boys are everywhere
Just think of me, and I'll be there.

We had joy, we had fun, we had seasons in the sun,
But the hills that we climbed
Are just seasons out of time.
All our lives we had fun,
We had seasons in the sun,
But the stars we could reach
Are just starfishs on the beach.

Goodbye, Papa, it's hard to die
When all the birds are singing in the sky,
Little children everywhere.
Just look at me, and I'll be there.
Just think of me, and I'll be there.

We had joy, we had fun, we had seasons in the sun,
But the hills that we climbed
Are just seasons out of time.
All our lives we had fun,
We had seasons in the sun,
But the wine and the song
Like the seasons have all gone.




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