The Last Days of Summer

Music by Gino Vannelli lyrics by Gino Vannelli and Glenn Morley.
(published by Whirling Rainbow Music/BMI and Glenn Morley Music II)
Orchestration by Gino Vannelli and Glenn Morley.
Performed by NOA featuring Dunja Jennings on clarinet,
Fred Korman on oboe and Tim Jensen on flute.
Piano performed by Gino Vannelli.

My wife lies beside me, idling in the warm sun, looking beautiful as ever. It is moments before autumn. The scent and feel of country grass calms the mind as it cools the skin. My son sits a few feet away, torn between his Terry Goodkind and taunting the cats with a dandelion. I keep breathing deeply, savoring every smell, admiring every tree and flower under the blue sky. The senses are satiated. The heart is rarely so at ease, so the mind, l'enfant terrible that it is, seizes the moment to creep into forbidden territory - only to return a little bit older and wiser -
Gino Vannelli.

The trees are full and green
The garden sweet and lush
The warmth of the sun belies September
A truth to which I must surrender
The hours are numbered
These last days of summer

Her sundress, pink and white
An orchid in her hair
As lovely a sight as ever to me
Were I a stranger would she woo me
I can’t help but wonder
These last days of summer

Thinking the unthinkable
Chased with lemon tea
Thoughts that never crossed my mind
When I was twenty-three
Too busy being me
A ship once hailed unsinkable
Is floundering in the deep
A boy who once prayed to his God
For his soul to keep
Would settle for a good night’s sleep

My father warned of the waning years
What every man goes through
I thought him weak and too fraught with fear
To see his tragic point of view
It’s a sad cliché
But ever since he’s passed away
He’s ever more present to me
Looking past my prime
Waging war on Father Time
Dad I think I understand, finally

Strange that my eyes should gain more sight
As the days begin to lose the light
Winter looms on my horizon
Look at me in my summer wear
Completely unprepared

We wrestle in the grass
He’s grown so tall so quick
I struggle to get the better of him
Just how much I truly love him
This I’ve discovered
These last days of summer
Just how much I truly love them
…These last days of summer

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>>Lyrics with the translations :
1. Canto
2. Una Sola Voce
3. Wayward Lover
4. Parole Per Mio Padre
5. Dea Speranza
6. The Last Dance
7. Mala Luna
8. Joli Coeur
9. Il Viaggio
10. Una Rosa A Dicembre
11. The Last Days Of Summer