Hot, relentlessly hot
Much too hot for early September
Of course, Lena, I know:
You are right, except that doesn't change a thing
It feels like sitting in the sauna
There's the scent of you in the air, as is the scent of hay
I wonder what you're wearing underneath, if anything at all
Every now and then you pass me way too close
Lena, Lena, Lena, Lena, tell me: What can I say?
Lena, Lena, Lena, Lena, tell me: What are we waiting for?
Silence, absolute silence
Only a fly has taken the bait
A lot, an infinite lot
Has been said, then crumbled into words
A reddish cat was worth fifteen minutes of patience
Down in the valley a train is on time
The faintest touch of wind, a couple of dark clouds on the horizon
Lena, listen:
We've been tormenting ourselves enough
And when lightning strikes, we're counting while we're
Waiting for the thunder and for the very first drops, heavy like lead
Come with me outside, Lena, the rain was made for us
And dance with me, and scream if you have to