| Song | September Song |
| Artist | Ella Fitzgerald |
| Album | Sings Songs from Let No Man Write My Epitaph (Original Album) |
| [00:00.00] | 作词 : Anderson, Weill |
| [00:00.388] | When he was a young man courting the girls |
| [00:15.708] | He played a waiting game |
| [00:19.476] | If a maid refused him with tossing curls |
| [00:23.620] | He'd let the old Earth take a couple of whirls |
| [00:29.808] | For as time went along she came his way |
| [00:35.995] | As time went along, she came |
| [00:43.548] | But it's a long long while from May to December |
| [00:58.467] | And the days grow short when you reach September |
| [01:13.035] | The autumn weather turns the leaves to flame |
| [01:27.340] | And I haven't got time for the waiting game |
| [01:41.339] | Oh, the days dwindle down to a precious few |
| [01:56.435] | September, November |
| [02:08.178] | And these few precious days I'll spend with you |
| [02:23.482] | These precious days I'll spend with you |
| [02:39.114] | Oh, the days dwindle down to a precious few |
| [02:49.258] | September, November |
| [03:00.282] | And these few precious days I'll spend with you |
| [03:14.394] | These precious days I'll spend with you |
| [00:00.00] | zuò cí : Anderson, Weill |
| [00:00.388] | When he was a young man courting the girls |
| [00:15.708] | He played a waiting game |
| [00:19.476] | If a maid refused him with tossing curls |
| [00:23.620] | He' d let the old Earth take a couple of whirls |
| [00:29.808] | For as time went along she came his way |
| [00:35.995] | As time went along, she came |
| [00:43.548] | But it' s a long long while from May to December |
| [00:58.467] | And the days grow short when you reach September |
| [01:13.035] | The autumn weather turns the leaves to flame |
| [01:27.340] | And I haven' t got time for the waiting game |
| [01:41.339] | Oh, the days dwindle down to a precious few |
| [01:56.435] | September, November |
| [02:08.178] | And these few precious days I' ll spend with you |
| [02:23.482] | These precious days I' ll spend with you |
| [02:39.114] | Oh, the days dwindle down to a precious few |
| [02:49.258] | September, November |
| [03:00.282] | And these few precious days I' ll spend with you |
| [03:14.394] | These precious days I' ll spend with you |