Immen dúath caeda
Sui tollech, gwanna(thach) omen
Boe naid bain gwannathar
Boe cuil ban firitha

With a sigh
You turn away
With a deepening heart
No more words to say
You will find
That the world has changed
Forever

And the trees are now
Turning from green to gold
And the sun is now fading
I wish I could hold you
Closer

If you know, I like your taste.