April Come She Will - Paul Simon (保罗·西蒙)
April come she will
When streams are ripe and swelled with rain;
May she will stay
Resting in my arms again
June she′ll change her tune
In restless walks she′ll prowl the night;
July she will fly
And give no warning to her flight
August die she must
The autumn winds blow chilly and cold;
September I′ll remember
A love once new has now grown old