Zortzi Orduko Ekaitza
Sorotan Bele
Storm of Eight Hours
There are clouds in the sky
Boats in the sea
The waves crashing gently
The whole body aches
The winter weather is here
And summer has just begun
The storms are adding up
In this storm
From here I see you
As you approach
You make me afraid
When I see you
I am filled with debris
Somewhere to clean
Completely soaked
It's the rain's fault
The wind shows us
All its strength
The lightning is drawings
In the loneliness of the storms
From here I see you
As you approach
You make me afraid
When I see you
