Текст: Frank Sinatra. Days Of Wine And Roses.

The days of wine and roses laugh and run away like a child at play
Through the meadow land toward a closing door
A door marked "nevermore" that wasn't there before

The lone-ly night discloses just a passing breeze filled with memories
Of the golden smile that introduced me to
The days of wine and roses and you

[brief instrumental break]
The days of wine and roses
[more instrumental-rest of the first verse]

The lonely - the night discloses just a passing breeze filled with memories
Of the golden smile that introduced me to
The days of wine and roses and you