seasons in the sun

σε λίγες ώρες φεύγει αυτός ο χειμώνας (στα τσακίδια!), όχι ότι έγινε αντιληπτός από κανέναν δηλαδή, αλλά ελπίζω σύντομα να έχουμε 35 βαθμούς θερμοκρασία και να τρέχουμε στις παραλίες (εκτός από τις άθλιες παραλίες του νομού Αττικής φυσικά -όλου του νομού). μέσα σε αυτό το κλίμα, τι πήγα και θυμήθηκα, ένα τραγούδι του Terry Jacks, που είχε στοιχειώσει την (προ)εφηβική μου ηλικία:

Goodbye to you my trusted friend
We've known each other since we were nine or ten
Together we've climbed hills and trees
Learned of love and ABC's
Skinned our hearts and skinned our knees

Goodbye my friend it's hard to die
When all the birds are singing in the sky
Now that spring is in the air
Pretty girls are everywhere
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 were just seasons out of time

Goodbye Papa please pray for me
I was the black sheep of the family
You tried to teach me right from wrong
Too much wine and too much song
Wonder how I got along

Goodbye papa it's hard to die
When all the birds are singing in the sky
Now that the spring is in the air
Little children everywhere
When you see them I'll be there

We had joy we had fun we had seasons in the sun
But the wine and the song like the seasons have all gone
We had joy we had fun we had seasons in the sun
But the wine and the song like the seasons have all gone

Goodbye Michelle my little one
You gave me love and helped me find the sun
And every time that I was down
You would always come around
And get my feet back on the ground

Goodbye Michelle it's hard to die
When all the birds are singing in the sky
Now that the spring is in the air
With the flowers everywhere
I wish that we could both be there