Kate Wolf & Nina Gerber - These times we're living in

 

 

Down by the river the water’s runnin’ low

as I wander underneath the trees

in the park outside of town

The leaves turned brown and yellow now

are falling on the ground.

 

Remembering the way you felt

beside me here when love was new

That feeling’s just grown stronger

since I fell in love with you.

 

Now we’ve only got these times we’re living in

We’ve only got these times we’re living in.

 

Winter wood piled on the porch

walnuts scattered on the ground

and wood smoke risin’ to the sky

An old man comes home from work

and he hugs his wife in a sweat-stained shirt

Walks through that door to

where it’s warm inside.

 

And I’m walking as the wind

Rustles in the fallen leaves

My footsteps picking out a tune

My heart sings silently.

 

Now we’ve only got these times we’re living in

We’ve only got these times we’re living in.

 

See the roses dried and faded

The tall trees carved and painted

with long forgotten lovers’ names

Old cars standing empty

and dogs barking at me

as I walk through the quiet streets the same.

 

If I could I’d tell you now

there are no roads that do not bend

And the days like flowers bloom and fade

and they do not come again.

      No dia em que a Kate Wolf morreu, o céu, os montes, os pássaros, as flores, os ribeiros, os amigos, ficaram parados, em silêncio, para a deixar passar.