Lunasa

Mid beautiful flowers

Bright fields and clear streams

We pass precious hours

Of summer and dreams

The birds' gentle twitter

The frog's silver peep

All seem to have faded

While we were asleep

The song we're now hearing

Is mournful and strange

As the sun starts to set and

The leaves start to change

From the hill over yonder

We hear the bulls cry

As the leaves start to fall and

The moon starts to rise

Oh the bulls all howl at the moon

It is full and hung over the hill

The autumn leaves will all be falling soon

And then winter will come in for the kill

But there are still green trees

And one last round for the bees

Before we all freeze

Over for a spell

So let us treasure

These moments together

As we sing along

So long and fare thee well

For tonight is the last night of summer

My love

Of the summer

Of love

Of the summer

My love

For tonight is the last night of summer

My love

Of the summer

Of love

Of the summer

My love

The beautiful flowers

Will all fade away

The streams will all freeze and

The fields turn to gray

The frogs all will slumber

The birds will take flight

And winter's cold wonder

Will bid us goodnight