If you pay close attention, there is a thin thread, the outline of the sea
No one can go there, not even good swimmers
When summer arrives, it always comes through the window
It hides in the dark night, and it wakes up at 7
Uh-uh
And that's alright, if we lose control
Between a good book, and a profound mystery
We'll beat the world with our hands
We'll call ourselves "strong" until the next day, we'll feel like lions
An no light will be enough to erase the stars
We'll invent new, beautiful ones
On the freeway, with cars stopped
We'll listen to a love song, that doesn't speak of love
However
There is a light wind blowing these days
A type of air that blows hair, and caresses the shoulders
But when summer comes, everything remains the same, but in a different colour
We stop to talk for hours, by the door
And that's alright, if we lose control
Between a good book, and a profound mystery
We'll beat the world with our hands
We'll call ourselves "strong" until the next day, we'll feel like lions
An no light will be enough to erase the stars
We'll invent new, beautiful ones
On the freeway, with cars stopped
We'll listen to a love song, that doesn't speak of love