this is my summer city. the city of my summer.
how green the world is and warm
with the heavy clouds wrapping up the horizon
so it can't cut me with its sharp edges
so i'll sing summer in this city
this city of my soul sing my way along.
how warm it is here, at home
but the frost is reaching
its thin fingers under the door
and its scraping against my skin.
I am lost.
Do not look for me my love
along the long alleys of swinging lights
leave the field growing green untouched
My footsteps are not among them
O my love my love
this is the long goodbye
this is the silent severing when I release you
Let you release me too
O my love, O this summer city,
Do not forget.
How bright those summer nights that smelt of freedom
How sweet the scent of rain on the green
you and I and the whole summer city
Quick the frost comes
How quiet the world becomes in these last moments
how quiet and grey
The city will draw its cloak about its throat
wrapped in the black
let night grow like mourning
but in the morning break free
Throw it off and sing with the whispering green
But do not forget. do not forget.
O my summer city, O my love.
Goodbye.
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