The sun is king of summer, with only one rival to overcomethe sea fights for his rights, claims to own the sands
but who keeps them warm?
They will never know
who is the real love, who the lover. And the summer laughs at them because he knows
the sands do not care if the sun is ardent, the sands do not care if the water is fresh
the sands mocks them and give themselves into the arms of the only owner of their love
the calid summer, a lover that makes them glow, that comes and goes and every year will make them queens.
He brags of his sunsets, awesome declining of the sun, he accepts the gift of spring the leftovers flowers that like the warmth
He is gratefull for the children that wait all year long for him to arrive,
He is summer, he is summer, he gives us life again and again.
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