now it's that time of year again
it's 24 degrees
and i can't go outside
without my straw hat on
look, the sky is transparent like you
and the clouds are strings
holding us together
let's pull ourselves together now
now it's that time of year again
it's 24 degrees
couples pour out of bars,
clubs and concert halls
i say you don't have to marry me
i'll eat the cake, i'll crash the wedding
i don't want to die alone
i'd like a child
but i'd rather die alone
than sit and wait for you at home
i can't keep promises
no i can't promise anything
well, you may marry me
but for now it's summer it's enough
let's cycle down to the river
with our straw hats on
and a song
upon our lips
