Estate
Andrea Bocelli
Summer
You are warm like the kisses I have lost
You are full of a love that has passed
That my heart would like to erase
I hate the summer
The sun that used to unite us every day
That painted beautiful sunsets
Now it only burns with fury
Another winter will come back
A thousand rose petals will fall
The snow will cover everything
And maybe a bit of peace will return
I hate the summer
That gave your scent to every flower
The summer that created our love
Only to make me die of pain
Another winter will come back
A thousand rose petals will fall
The snow will cover everything
And maybe a bit of peace will return
I hate the summer... I hate the summer... I hate the summer