Summers almost here.
Summers drawing near.
Skies clear.
Yes it’s nearly here.
We must prepare for when,
Summers here.

Sunrise, wake them kindly.
Mid day, come this way.
Sunset they walked on the uneven streets.
When shall we see?
Where shall I be?
Nature’s greed.

Sunrise, wake them kindly.
Mid day, show the way.
Sunset they walked on the uneven streets.
Summers here.
And now we see…

Summers finally here.
Summers finally here.
And the sun can shine.
The golden sun.
Skies are clear.
Summers finally here!