Lyric

Summer time's now almost over

Getting up feels little cooler

You feel your moves become slower

Eyesights also become narrower

Climed to the top of the tower

Feeling feet has less power

I want to say but cannot utter

My kids say I can go out fewer

As aging everything will be tough

Feels like everything's so rough

But you know you have your own harvest

That you got through your own experiences

The time to crop them to the best

With your loved ones with your audiences

Monotone turns to red and yellow

Receive the bounties from natures

Eat and drink them feel so mellow

Gradually start to close curtains

As aging something will be bright

Feels like something is so fun

Now you know you have your own harvest

That you got through your own experiences

The time to crop them to the best

With your loved ones with your audiences

Someone says you'll face some sinister

Though there's not much time left until the winter

We have many things to take care of

We have many things to enjoy them all

Now you know you have your own harvest

That you got through your own experiences

The time to crop them to the best

With your loved ones with your audiences

Then finally welcome the winter at last

Bodies become weaker and lose weight

Until last moment can walk slowly

With your loved ones with the only one