The sun is burning a window panes
And i'm losing the way in delusion
O' sweet summer no chance to focus
In the smoky room i'm searching for a bottle
That's not my day

Life for me is a suffering
Pain is knocking on the door
I can't sleep - [bad word] caffeine
Night follows day - i'm rotting
 [bad word] slow needles smelling everywhere
Filled with the haze i'm waiting for rain
O' sweet summer i'm unable to sin
In the smoky room i'm searching for bottle
I't not time of mine

Life for me is a suffering
Pain is knocking on the door
I can't sleep - [bad word] caffeine
Night follows day - i'm rotting

Last summer days [bad word] to soon
I know that this symptom
Slowly fades away
A' my sweeting bottle
lover at first sight
A' my sweeting bottle
lover at first… sight

Summer… summer…
Last summer…
Last summer days
I'm entering to [bad word] Mind breaks down
I hate myself
And i'm falling into faintness
That's not my day!

The sun is burning a window panes
And i'm losing the way in delusion
O' sweet summer no chance to focus
In the smoky room i'm searching for a bottle
That's not my day

Life for me is a suffering
Pain is knocking on the door
I can't sleep - [bad word] caffeine
Night follows day - i'm rotting
 [bad word] slow needles smelling everywhere
Filled with the haze i'm waiting for rain
O' sweet summer i'm unable to sin
In the smoky room i'm searching for bottle
I't not time of mine

Life for me is a suffering
Pain is knocking on the door
I can't sleep - [bad word] caffeine
Night follows day - i'm rotting

Last summer days [bad word] to soon
I know that this symptom
Slowly fades away
A' my sweeting bottle
lover at first sight
A' my sweeting bottle
lover at first… sight