When I Was In My Prime

When I Was In My Prime - Nina Simone (妮娜·西蒙)

When I was in my prime

I flourished like a vine

There came along false young man

And stole the heart of mine

And stole the heart of mine

The gardener standing by

Three offers he gave me

The pink the violet and red rose

Which I refused all three three

Which I refused all three

The pink's no flower at all

Cause fades away too soon

The violet is too pale a bloom

I thought I'll wait till June

I thought I'll wait till June

In June the red rose blooms

But it's not the flower for me

It's then I'll uproot the red

Red rose and plant a willow tree tree

And plant a willow tree

And plant a willow tree

The willow tree shall weep

And the willow tree shall mourn

I wish I were in my young

The arms who stole the heart of mine

Who stole the heart of mine