The footsteps of my love
I hear them ringing on the flagstones
The footsteps of my love
the sweet click click click as she comes near

The summer heat grew green our passion,
But with the turn, leaves fall.

The footsteps of my love,
so hard to hear in winter winds

Where is the smile,
the hot soup of her laughter?
I'm at the window waiting
but all the trees are bare.

The footsteps of my love,
through the tears, I'll never hear again.