The Four Seasons (Le Quattro Stagioni), Op. 8 - Violin Concerto No. 4 In F Minor, RV 297, "Winter" (L'inverno): I. Allegro

When Sunny gets blue, her eyes get gray and cloudy
Then the rain begins to fall, pitter-patter, pitter-patter
Love is gone, so what can matter
No sweet lover man comes to call
When Sunny gets blue, she breathes a sigh of sadness
Like the wind that stirs the trees
Wind that sets the leaves to swaying
Like some violins were playing weird and haunting melodies
People used to love to hear her laugh, see her smile
That's how she got her name
Since that sad affair, she's lost her smile, changed her style
Somehow she's not the same
But memories will fade and pretty dreams will rise up
Where her other dreams fell through
Hurry new love, hurry here to kiss away each lonely tear
And hold her near when Sunny gets blue
Hurry new love, hurry here, to kiss away each lonely tear
And hold her near when Sunny gets blue