Crimson summer sky Sundown has come Trees cloaked in shadows What would I find beyond? As I'm watching, thinking, waiting for the night to fall Could I only turn the time Could I stop this moment
Grey summer sky, The trees swing softly Come summer rain And kiss my skin Tears in my eyes mingle with the raindrops Warm winds blow my face dry Yet, still I cannot see
From the woods I hear my name Passions of summer-time I follow the whisper Enthralled by the magic Tell me secrets The life-blood of nature But underneath the green moss Their traces disappeared Oh, what I see, what I feel Oh, could it be a memory? Or is it mere fantasy? Hide away the pain, When no words could ever explain
Midsummer night Bewitched by the light At solstice fires The wheel burns bright Join the dance, celebrate the peak of life Cast away the reality that The fall has begun.
Summer will pass But the sun shall return Summer nights will be But how many more to see? While I'm watching, breathing Taken by the summer air The vision may still be The moment's gone forever.