The days of wine and roses Laugh and run away, Like a child at play, Through a meadowland, Toward a closing door. A door marked „never more”, That wasn't there before. The lonely night discloses Just a passing breeze, Filled with memories Of the golden smile, That introduced me to The days of wine and roses And you! The lonely night discloses Just a passing breeze, Filled with memories Of the golden smile, That introduced me to The days of wine and roses And you!