I'm looking for summer all year round
And suddenly, here she is
She left for the beaches
I'm only down here in the city< br/>I hear whistling above the roofs
An airplane going away
Blue, the afternoon is too blue and long
For me, I realize
I don't have more resources without
You, so what
I almost take the train and come
I come to you, but the train
Of the desires in my
Thoughts it goes in reverse
It seems like when I was at the oratory
With lots of sun, many years ago
Those Sundays alone
In a courtyard walking
Now I'm bored more than then
Not even a priest to chat with
The afternoon is too blue and long
For me, I realize
I no longer have resources without< br/>Of you, so what
I almost take the train and come
I come to you, but the train
Of the desires in my
Thoughts go in reverse
/>I'm looking for a bit of Africa in the garden
Between the Oleander and the Baobab
Like I did as a child, but here
There are people you can't ² more
They are watering your roses
There is no lion, who knows where he is
Blue, the afternoon is too much blue and long
For me, I realize
I have no more resources without
You, and then
I almost take the train and come
I come from you, but the train
Of desires in my
Thoughts go backwards

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