At the end of summer

You know I've made trips

I've seen other beaches

I've forgotten them

You know I've seen storms

That you see at any age

At the end of summer

So, I would really like to know the reason

What makes me stay there, close to you

Under the rain, tonight

Yet, this beach is the same,

I am no longer the same,

What has changed?

I know, you want to take trips

Forget our beach,

And abandon everything

And alone, I am alone

Searching for the reason

What takes you away from me today

Maybe forever

The rain comes to wet my face

And mix with my tears

That I cannot hide

Yet, I still want to say to you

Again, louder, "I love you"

Until next summer

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