n the sand,
drowned and buried in your hands
and waves washed the dirt away
in your pants,
salt and April in your hands
and waves washed the scent away

I got the summer taste
in the back of my tongue
I am the landscape
I got the summer feeling
I don't wanna go home
I love this sun

Oh, I know,
1000 times I said I know,
You came,
nothing was the same
Now you know,
1.000.000 times I let you go,
and now you're gone,
but summer lies remain

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