"Golden Summertime" lyrics

Michael Martin Murphey & Ryan Murphey Lyrics

"Golden Summertime"

Red shifting sandstone, curving canyons by the stream
The morning sunrise breaking slowly in between
Your dark eyes hidden in my dreams of twilight rain
Years pass your ghost is dancing on the empty plain

Your white dress floating out across a drifter's night
You speak with spirits dead, and stolen from my eyes
The flagstone fire, flickering through the moonlight spires
Stolen song, so long ago in my heart's desire

O golden summer time, were you ever mine?
The aspen gold bleeds into frozen desert night

Cada momento de amor perdido es un regalo
Y solo el amor puede pasar de la barranca

Each single moment of a lost love is a gift
And only love can span across the canyon rift

O golden summer time, were you ever mine?
The aspen gold bleeds into frozen desert night


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