[Verse 1]
The air tastes of wheat and salt,
the sun still burns upon my heart,
but I already feel a strange shiver,
speaking of a time that is dying.
The evenings grow shorter,
the swallows take flight,
and I, who was searching for words,
to tell this summer: "Just stay."
[Chorus]
How quickly summer ends,
August remains, then autumn,
and my breath seeks the green,
that slowly, slowly becomes a memory.
How quickly summer ends,
the water is already lukewarm, but it doesn't warm me,
and the sun descends, but it's not enough,
I wish I could stop this warm hour.
[Verse 2]
I walk on the burning stones,
the sea calls me, but it is mute,
the waves tell stories
of a time I have already lived.
My hands gather sand,
that slips away like hours,
and I laugh, but inside I have a thorn:
I don't want the pain to come.
[Chorus]
How quickly summer ends,
August remains, then autumn,
and my breath seeks the green,
that slowly, slowly becomes a memory.
How quickly summer ends,
the water is already lukewarm, but it doesn't warm me,
and the sun descends, but it's not enough,
I wish I could stop this warm hour.
[Bridge]
And if time were a glass
filled with light and salt,
I would drink it all in one breath,
so as not to feel the hurt.
But autumn is already around the corner,
with its leaves and its gray,
and I hold tight in my fist
one last ray of life.
[Chorus]
How quickly summer ends,
August remains, then autumn,
and my breath seeks the green,
that slowly, slowly becomes a memory.
How quickly summer ends,
the water is already lukewarm, but it doesn't warm me,
and the sun descends, but it's not enough,
I wish I could stop this warm hour.
[Outro]
And only the scent will remain
of a summer that returns no more,
but in my heart, like a tattoo,
its warmth will live on in me forever.
