Waiting For Snow


Music: Jan Bárta
Text: Jan Bárta
Arranged by Fullstop


Sittin' on the Sunday afternoon,
and it's clearly sunny.
Hungry pigeons melting on the roof,
and I'm meltin' too.
While the rays are burnin' down my head,
don't think that is funny.
Summer rules supreme again.
I'm just grieving.

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Waitin' for snow,
I wish there was just a little,
Waitin' for snow,
I hope there will be a little,
Waitin' for snow,
And I'm beggin': Just a little!
Waitin' for snow,
winter show.

Summertime has shown a hellish glow,
There's a flaming bunny!
Sweat is truly rinsing my cheap clothes,
a disguisting view.
While the beer is boilin' in my hand,
don't think that is funny.
Trees are all on fire again.

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Bridge:
Could you heal me please,
cure that disease, the sun is spreading?

Could you chill me please,
some frost release, my heart is seething!

Could you lead me plese,
where heaters freeze, where ice is blooming?

But if you spend this afternoon,
just sittin' on a bench,
while smiling wild,
good chance to die,
oh, great July!

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