Melted down town
Everything is gray
Nothing is compelling
On this summer day
Trees without crowns
Kings of a rainy days
Radiating pebbles
Catch the sun rays
Suffocating air
Cling to lungs like clay
This is what it feels like
On this summer day
One thing is crystal clear
Even on this day
That most of those
Still above the pebbles
Will bid it all
To feel another second
Of this marvelous day