A Song of Regret - Angelo Branduardi

Winter’s frozen moments

Will melt once more to spring

Birds with peppered feathers

Return once more to sing…

But so high soars the mountain

That though I climb and climb

She always hides her flowers from me…

In long ago’s lost garden

The apple trees will bear

A thousand fruits of red and green

But not one will I share…

For constant must I travel

And in some far off land

Lie down once more remembering…