Prepare you sweet flowers, for winter advances
And drink well the sunlight that touches your form.
Draw strength from the earth and repay her with beauty,
For the dark days are comin', oh, and they'll do you harm.

When the chill eastern winds replace summer breezes,
And the long summer days are remembered no more,
Then you'll know how it feels when a woman's love changes,
When at last she has told you she loves you no more.

I saw her today, when she walked with her new love,
In all the fine places that we'd walked before.
They kissed by the rocks where she told me she loved me,
And soon she'll be using those same words once more.

There's none that could blame me for wanting her beauty,
But it lies like a snowflake in the hands of a child.
When the warmth of my love tried to reach out and hold her,
It's then she was gone, to prove she's still wild.