You know,
I have never been any happier than that morning
We were walking on that beach, like this one
It was fall, a beautiful fall day
A season that only exist in Northern America.

There they call it Indian Summer, but it was just ours.
With your long dress you looked like an Angel
and I remember, Remember very well
What I told you that morning
It was a year, a century, an eternity.

We will go wherever you want to go,
and whenever you want to go.
and we will love still,
Even when the fire is dead
The whole life will be the same as that morning
with the colors of the Indian Summer.

Today I am very far from that fall morning,
but it is like if I was still there,
I am thinking of you.

Where are you?
What are you doing?
Do I still exist for you?
I look at the wave,
Which will never reach the shore
You see, like the wave I go back.
Like if I lay on the sand
and I remember, remember high tide
the sun and the happiness
which we had on the beach.

It was an eternity, a century, a year
We will go wherever you want to go,
and whenever you want to go
and we will love still,
even after the fire is dead.

Whole life will be of that morning,
The color of the Indian Summer.

Joe Dassin is the singer - the words carry the love