Текст песни Yakiimo - Simone White

When summer's gone
And the leaves are falling
The air is cold and the sky is gray
I hear a man
Who is sweetly calling
From long ago and far away

Yakima-oh-oh
Oishii yakima
Yakima-oh-oh
Oishii yakima

It's just a trunk
Of sweet potatoes
Roasted on coals
Wrapped in old newspapers
Something warm to hold

Yakima-oh-oh
Oishii yakima
Yakima-oh-oh
Oishii yakima

When summer's gone
And the leaves are falling
The air is cold and the sky is gray
It breaks my heart
To hear him sing
It's like the end of everything

Yakima-oh-oh
Oishii yakima
Yakima-oh-oh
Oishii yakima