Song Lyric Sunday 31st May

Our theme for today is Cinnamon/Mint/Parsley/Pepper/Rosemary/Sage/Salt/Thyme

Toughie Jim, and Scarborough Fair is aiming at me right between the eyes, so I am going to duck and ignore that completely! I used a song from The Spice Girls last week, so as all the above are used for seasoning,  I’m going sideways with this:

 

Seasons in the Sun” is an English-language adaptation of the 1961 song “Le Moribond” by Belgian singer-songwriter Jacques Brel with lyrics rewritten in 1963 by American singer-poet Rod McKuen portraying a dying man’s farewell to his loved ones.
(source WIKI)
Originally a hit for Terry Jacks in 1974, I was a fan of Westlife and this live version is pretty good. Their version was the Number One single for Christmas 1999

Lyrics courtesy genius.com

Seasons In the Sun
Written by Jacques Brel

Westlife

[Verse 1]
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[Pre-Chorus]
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

[Chorus]
We had joy, we had fun
We had seasons in the sun
But the hills that we climbed
Were just seasons out of time

[Verse 2]
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

[Pre-Chorus]
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[Chorus]
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

[Verse 3]
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

[Pre-Chorus]
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

[Chorus]
We had joy, we had fun
We had seasons in the sun
But the hills that we climbed
Were just seasons out of time
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 hills that we climbed
Were just seasons out of time
We had joy, we had fun
We had seasons in the sun
But the wine and the song
Like the seasons have all gone

About pensitivity101

I am a retired number cruncher with a vivid imagination and wacky sense of humour which extends to short stories and poetry. I love to cook and am a bit of a dog whisperer as I get on better with them than people sometimes! We have an elderly dog called Maggie who adopted us as a 7 week old pup in March 2005. From 2014 to 2017 'Home' was a 41 foot narrow boat where we made strong friendships both on and off the water. We were close to nature enjoying swan and duck families for neighbours, and it was a fascinating chapter in our lives. We now reside in a small bungalow on the Lincolnshire coast where we have forged new friendships and interests.
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16 Responses to Song Lyric Sunday 31st May

  1. willowdot21 says:

    Great choice, great song, oh! But so sad 💜🌹

  2. never heard this version before.

  3. Great song Di, but seasons are not seasonings. I was good to hear this song again.

  4. Oh well done Di! Today was very difficult so I love your twist on ‘season’. I remember this one very well 🙂

  5. ghostmmnc says:

    Love this song, but only had heard it by Terry Jacks. Soooo sad though.

  6. Jen Goldie says:

    I love it! Great choice!

  7. Sue Vincent says:

    Knowing how very different…and sanitised… the English version is from Brel’s original, I have never been able to enjoy this song. The original tells of the goodbyes of a man on his death bed, attended by his best friend, his wife and her lover and the priest administering last rites… a very different ‘feel’ from the translation.

  8. Carol anne says:

    Love it! that song is nice! ❤

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