Oranges Warm the Passing Years

[Intro]

[Verse 1]

The pond folds away the green parasols it spread in summer

Even after fading, chrysanthemums hold their slender stems firm beside the frost

You ask how many sunny days remain at this point in our years

I point out to you the fruit on the tree slowly growing sweet

[Pre-Chorus]

Some abundance comes later than the blossoms

How many spells of cold must pass before the fruit smells sweet

[Chorus]

Good times can come a little later, too

Do not rush to leave all life's splendor in the past

Deep green orange leaves cradle a whole tree of warm gold

Like the steadier look in our eyes after weathering wind and frost

Old friends can still make new plans

Let the days that remain have a brightness worth awaiting too

[Instrumental Interlude]

[Verse 2]

The courtyard wind blows down the last few lingering leaves

Yet it cannot scatter that stubborn resolve reaching toward the sky

I gently place the freshly picked fruit in your palm

Please taste the fresh fragrance unique to this season

[Pre-Chorus]

Some abundance comes later than the blossoms

How many spells of cold must pass before the fruit smells sweet

[Chorus]

Good times can come a little later, too

Do not rush to leave all life's splendor in the past

Deep green orange leaves cradle a whole tree of warm gold

Like the steadier look in our eyes after weathering wind and frost

Old friends can still make new plans

Let the days that remain have a brightness worth awaiting too

[Bridge]

There is no need to force yourself to wear the brilliance you have lost

The warmth and kindness gathered over time can also light the world around us

I will not make youth the sole measure of what is precious

Every age holds sweetness yet untasted

[Final Chorus]

Good times can come a little later, too

Do not rush to leave all life's splendor in the past

Deep green orange leaves cradle a whole tree of warm gold

Like the steadier look in our eyes after weathering wind and frost

Old friends can still make new plans

Let the days that remain have a brightness worth awaiting too

[Outro]

We take a slow walk along the fruit trees

Even the late sunlight warms our shoulders