El Fin Del Verano
Danza invisible
The End of Summer
The end
The end of summer
The end
The end of summer
The end of summer is always sad
Even though under the blankets
I can talk about love
The beige sky, the gray sky
Smell chestnuts and through the smoke
Inherit the warmth.
But the end of summer is sad
Even when we know it’s all a cycle
And the day will come when sweating we’ll wish
For the cold of January again.
The end
The end of summer
The end
The end of summer
It’s the time for rain
The dead leaves will fly
Now the lizard’s dream
The end of summer is sad
And it will be our pain.
Far from our eyes, we’ll keep the skin.
The end of summer is always sad
Even though under the blankets
I can talk about love
The night stretches its hours
And the day, lazy and brief, slips away.
April is the cruelest month
Someone said it before,
But the end of summer is sad
And now.
