Texty: Rea Chris. Little Blonde Plaits.

Sweet September
I remember
Eyes of August, deepest blue
While the easy town was sleeping
Strangest love I ever knew
Feel the wind blow
See the shadows
Kiss the breeze of a sudden shore
Of my life's loves and fascinations
The only one who left me wanting more

Little blonde plaits
Drink to you love
Drink to me love
Sun burned feet on a dusty track
Evening waves that turned in twilight
Caught forever those little blonde plaits
Little blonde plaits