When the south wind of summer   Sings through the trees   And the high mountain thunder   Hangs low in the breeze      A strong heart flows over   An empty heart fills   And the south wind of summer   Caresses the hills      There is no returning   The seasons don't end   They just blow through the branches   And bend with the wind      When the south wind of summer   Sings to the pines   And the faraway cities   Seem so close behind      A strong heart flows over   An empty heart fills   And the south wind of summer   Blows where it wills      There is no returning   The season's don't end   They just blow through the branches   And bend with the wind