Where are those days, those days?

Bring back those days, those days.

When you and I

And our bright sky

Had all those golden rays.

Then entered that gloomy cloud;

That nasty that lusty cloud.

Gone was all joy

We could employ.

Left was the thunder loud.

Where are those days, those days?

Bring back those days, those days.

When you and I

And our bright sky

Had all those golden rays.

Where are those friends, those friends?

Why can’t I find my friends?

Why have they left me?

So cold and empty?

Them gone, all happiness ends.

Where are those days, those days?

Bring back those days, those days.

When you and I

And our bright sky

Had all those golden rays.