Once I knew a woman, she loved only me She knew how to touch and how to turn to me She knew how to kiss and she knew how to whisper No need to explain how I feel about her Her hair it was brown, soft brown in the sun I could blow it away when it came down undone So perfumed and clean like the snow on a flower No need to explain how I feel about her Her ribbons and lace, we shared in her room I remember them well and the long afternoons Her words falling softly like a warm summer shower No need to explain how I feel about her Soon the hay-fields will ripen, soon the berry will show Then they'll fade into autumn to lay under the snow Some years among many leave much more to remember No need to explain how I feel about her