Summer Scene
In a afternoon of summer breeze We're walking on that berry hills Pretending that we're the witches Who walked along the dead city On a swaying day that full of peace I told you a piece of these Secret I used to keep for years Now all of them were set for free Taking a phone, would you please Because on this last summer scene I want to have the perfect view Of our laughing sound echoed the sky Yes on phone, just on phone I could say All the trembling farewell I kept to run away Because the sun bright in full of his light On this season, the last we're taking nap together Promise me a tomorrow That you will live through the day and the day after And don't shed any tears for the good and quiet bye It's not like the bonds really vanished Just hold my hand and close your eyes Pretending that we're back to past I spread the magic and you say the spell And everything will do fine Here we are on berry hills Where we usually have day And little among trivia memories Now