The time of lilacs and the time of roses

The time of lilacs and the time of roses

Will no longer come again to this spring;

The time of lilacs and the time of roses

Has passed, the time of carnations also.

The wind has changed, the skies are morose,

And we will no longer run to pick

The lilacs in bloom and the beautiful roses;

The spring is sad and cannot bloom.

Oh! Joyful and gentle spring of the year,

That came last year to bathe us in sunlight,

Our flower of love is so wilted,

Alas! that your kiss cannot awaken it!

And you, what are you doing? No budding flowers,

No bright sun at all nor cool shade,

The time of lilacs and the time of roses,

Along with our love, is dead forever.