your eyes are burning low as you look out on this morning
but your eyes will return to their former glory
though the cold north wind may blow it's all sound and fury
and the summer will return in its former glory
everything will be just like you remember
today won't look as bad as it seemed
and though love's become a dying ember
it will burn brighter than you ever dreamed
for the day is coming soon you don't have to worry
your light will return in its former glory
your light will return the summer will return
your heart will rise again in its former glory
Switch to English 
