歌詞

The maples catch the setting sun

And blaze along the lane

The low sun finds the maple tops

And sets them all alight

Not burning, only blazing gold

The lane's a waltz of light

I tap my foot against the floor

One-two-three, the leaves agree

Blaze, blaze, sunset gold

Waltz along the trees

He turns my mourning into dancing

In leaves like these

The little lamb has left the rug

To hop around my chair

It thinks the blazing leaves are calling

And it wants to join them there

The gold climbs up the chimney tops

And sets the rooftops glowing

Blaze, blaze, sunset gold

Waltz along the trees

He turns my mourning into dancing

In leaves like these

He turned my mourning into dance

The psalm has sung it long

And every blazing maple top

Is dancing to that song

Mmm... mmm... mmm

Blaze, blaze, sunset gold

Waltz along the trees

He turns my mourning into dancing

In leaves like these

Blaze, blaze, sunset gold

Waltz along the trees

He turns my mourning into dancing

In leaves like these

The maples hold the setting sun

And slowly let it go