Miriam Makeba

Sunrise, Sunset

Miriam Makeba


Is this the little girl I carried? 
Is this the little boy at play? 
I don't remember getting older,day by day 
Sunrise, sunset, swiftly fly the years 
One season following the other 
Laden with happiness and tears 

When did she get to be a beauty 
When did he grow to be so tall 
Wasn't it yesterday when they were small? 
Sunrise, sunset, swiftly fly the years 
One season following the other 
Laden with happiness and tears