| Song | The September of My Years |
| Artist | Frank Sinatra |
| Album | A Man and His Music [Reprise] |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Cahn, VanHeusen | |
| Written:Jimmy Van Heusen/Sammy Cahn | |
| Arranger:Quincy Jones/Billy Byers | |
| One day you turn around, and it's summer | |
| Next day you turn around, and it's fall | |
| And all the winters and the springs of a lifetime | |
| Whatever happened to them all | |
| As a man, who as always had the wandering ways | |
| I keep looking back to yesterdays | |
| 'Til a long forgotten love appears | |
| And I find, I'm sighing softly as I near | |
| September, the warm September of my years | |
| As I man, who has never pauses at wishing wells | |
| Now I'm watching children's carousels | |
| And their laughter's music to my ears | |
| And I find, that I'm smiling gently as I near | |
| September, the warm September of my years | |
| - The golden warm September of my years |
| zuo ci : Cahn, VanHeusen | |
| Written: Jimmy Van Heusen Sammy Cahn | |
| Arranger: Quincy Jones Billy Byers | |
| One day you turn around, and it' s summer | |
| Next day you turn around, and it' s fall | |
| And all the winters and the springs of a lifetime | |
| Whatever happened to them all | |
| As a man, who as always had the wandering ways | |
| I keep looking back to yesterdays | |
| ' Til a long forgotten love appears | |
| And I find, I' m sighing softly as I near | |
| September, the warm September of my years | |
| As I man, who has never pauses at wishing wells | |
| Now I' m watching children' s carousels | |
| And their laughter' s music to my ears | |
| And I find, that I' m smiling gently as I near | |
| September, the warm September of my years | |
| The golden warm September of my years |
| zuò cí : Cahn, VanHeusen | |
| Written: Jimmy Van Heusen Sammy Cahn | |
| Arranger: Quincy Jones Billy Byers | |
| One day you turn around, and it' s summer | |
| Next day you turn around, and it' s fall | |
| And all the winters and the springs of a lifetime | |
| Whatever happened to them all | |
| As a man, who as always had the wandering ways | |
| I keep looking back to yesterdays | |
| ' Til a long forgotten love appears | |
| And I find, I' m sighing softly as I near | |
| September, the warm September of my years | |
| As I man, who has never pauses at wishing wells | |
| Now I' m watching children' s carousels | |
| And their laughter' s music to my ears | |
| And I find, that I' m smiling gently as I near | |
| September, the warm September of my years | |
| The golden warm September of my years |