Summer rain, summer rain
Make my flowers grow again
I´ll be brave I´ll be brave
Will you come back oh summer rain?
The kids are quiet looking at the clouds
While the lightning hits the ground
And the thunder makes them shout
Winter wind, winter wind
You light the lips and pale the skins
Shaking hands that cannot sleep
On your streets oh winter wind
Never let them feel alright
Finding heat in lots of wine
Some of them never say goodbye