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!