Summer Rain - Chris De Burgh

Old man walking by the sea is dreaming

Dreaming of the days when he was young

Hand in hand, a little boy beside him

Hearing about the weekends under the sun…

«Ah most of all I remember

A little song we used to play

It was about the english weather

Always raining on a sunny day, and it went

Ah la la la, summer rain is pouring down again

And it’s getting wetter

As a matter of fact it couldn’t be better

For baby and me, sitting on my knees, (with baby on my knee)

Ah la la la, summer rain is falling down

On my umbrella above me

The very first time she said she loved me

Was in the summer rain, and it’s fine with me…

Walking with your

Great-grandfather's daughter

Somehow we were always late for tea

And small boys making mischief in the water

Watching deck-chairs floating away out to sea

Ah but now the memory’s fading

How the past just slips away

But every time that it starts raining

I can hear the band begin to play

Ah la la la, summer rain is pouring down again

And it’s getting wetter

As a matter of fact it couldn’t be better

For baby and me, sitting on my knees, (with baby on my knee)

Ah la la la, summer rain is falling down

On my umbrella above me, (above me)

The very first time she said she loved me

Was in the summer rain, and it’s fine with me, me, la la la

Summer rain is fine with me…

Ah la la la, summer rain is pouring down again

And it’s getting wetter

As a matter of fact it couldn’t be better

For baby and me, sitting on my knees, (with baby on my knee)

Ah la la la…"