The cranes are coming back

The cranes are coming back

 

All the mountains are covered in snow, the valley is quiet and still.

Now in winter our love can not grow, my heart´s getting cold and ill. 

I remember last summer when we used to dance to the music down by the quay, 

But I had to leave to go back to my home, I can still hear you wispering: “Stay…”

  

Come the days when the cranes are coming back, I´ll be on my way…

And when summer comes I take the chance to go back and let you remember.

And when summer comes I take your hand and vanish the colds of december.

And when summer comes I take the chance….to go dancing and prancing with you again,

dancing and prancing with you again.

 

There are times when I´m loosing the faith in our love thin as ice on the lake.

I´ve painted your name on my boat that is sleeping, but I must awake.

On your grandfathers boat you swore me your love, but will it last through the winter?

And if there´s another, can I reach your heart? Is my love strong enough to win you?

 

 

to go dancing and prancing and walking and talking,  

to make it a summer that never ends, to make it a summer that never ends.