The 30th Of Julia (Song) (IP)

Julia is like July,
like a bright sun in the sky;
like blue birds flying on high.
If she left me I would cry.

Julia is happy days,
like those days we laughed and played.
That is why I hope and pray
Julia won’t go away.

But like William Shakespeare said,
pretty Summer days all fade.
Even July passes us by,
but I hope I never see
the 30th of Julia.

Julia is like the blooms
that fill Summer with perfumes,
but as I see Autumn loom
thoughts of her leaving bring gloom.

Julia is like the sun,
brightening up everyone.
Don’t know how I’ll carry on
if my Julia is gone.

Cause as William Shakespeare said,
pretty Summer days all fade.
Even July passes us by,
but I hope I never see
the 30th of Julia.