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Matt monro But it's a long long while From may to December And the days grow short When you reach September And the autumn weather Turns the leaves to flame And I haven't got time For the waiting game For the days dwindle down To a precious few：September . . . 阅读详情

Oh, it's a long, long whileFrom May 'till DecemberAnd the days grow shortWhen you reach SeptemberWhen the autumn weatherTurns the leaves to flameOne that hasn't got timeFor the waiting gameFor the days dwindle downTo a precious fewSeptember, November,And . . . 阅读详情

But it's a long long whileFrom May to December;And the days grow short When you reach September And the Autumn weather Turns the leaves to flame;And I haven't got timeFor the waiting game For the days dwindle downTo a precious few:September November And t . . . 阅读详情