Sweet, sweet memories

[Rollce]

It urged me to the market
each summer so strong
and a voice is whispering
come along, come along!
There the smell of mangos
brought your image back to me -
and I have seen myself
sitting under your tree.
And my eyes are wandering
through your peaceful yard,
and the smell of mangos
let beat faster my heart.
It urged me each summer to the fruits
of this tree
and I live for a while in sweet memories.
When the baskets are empty
another summer is gone -
and a faint voice is whispering
so long, so long!!