It's the end of the summer, come to the time when we have to say good-bye But only for awhile, we'll have time to reflect, Maybe look into each others
Preklad: Pätnásť. Koniec leta.
Slowly sinking to their rendezvous They signed a treaty and our homes were taken Loved ones forsaken, they didn't give a damn Try to raise a family, end
Pain:] Uhm ... Los said he didn't want a hook at the end of the song [Cee:] Oh you mean we're at the end of the song? [Pain:] Yeah, everybody is already
Verse 1 a?? Suffa I'm from the city of light, with a sky of vanilla, Known as the city of churches home of the serial killer, And in the summer it feels
how far we've come since the spring roses fallin' to the ground it don't mean a thing 'cause true love flies free as a dove I keep hopin' that the end
IRT that's a subway line And if you gotta travel uptown He's a greater conductor than Leonard Bernstein 'Twas on a Sunday in the summer and from everywhere
conductor, IRT, that's a subway line, And if you gotta travel uptown, He's a greater conductor than Leonard Bernstein. 'Twas on a Sunday in the summer
this 'cuz we stunnas Ain't nuttin' changed in them brand new Hummas Hood rich, we do it fo' the numbas Tha fo' fives and the tens and the hundreds Two fifteen
my whole wallet, get away from me!" Imagine a whole family with voice boxes, that'd be creepy, wouldn't it? They'd be out in that backyard everyday during the summer
When they met she was fifteen Like a black rose blooming wild And she already knew she was gonna die "What's tomorrow without you? This is our last
NARRATOR THERE'S A FEW BOB IN YOUR POCKET AND YOU'VE GOT GOOD FRIENDS, AND IT SEEMS THAT SUMMER'S NEVER COMING TO AN END YOUNG, FREE AND INNOCENT
seen it coming Oh, I should have seen the signs I saw seven horses running I had a front row seat at the end of time I was just fifteen And the world
Slowly sinking to their rendezvous They signed a treaty and our homes were taken Loved ones forsaken They didn't give a damn Try to raise a family End
