Golden Moment

You're young for a golden moment, you sigh and it flies away

And then in the silent September, you dream of the music of May.

You're young for a shining hour, but soon it's remember-when

Take hold of that golden moment

For once it's gone, it never comes back again.

Take hold of that golden moment

For once it is gone, it never comes back.

You cry, still it won't come back

It's gone and never comes back again.

Transcribed by Larry Henares of the Philippines