Summer Waiting

[F. Rubulotta] Swallow in the sky See the reflection I can plan the way to fly To my destination While I'm fondled by the sun With no reaction Wait for summer in my cell I learn my direction Time... I wait my time Time... It will be mine Summer waiting I can leave my cold December Summer waiting For the last time to remember Summer waiting I can leave my cold December Summer waiting I can welcome summer in my heart A bird is flying high Beyond the correction And I'm spending all the night Foreseeing any action And the wind is blowing free It's not my imagination Now I try to search and see The real situation Time... I wait my time Time... It will be mine Summer waiting I can leave my cold December Summer waiting For the last time to remember Summer waiting I can leave my cold December Summer waiting I can welcome summer in my heart [Solo: Vic] Summer waiting I can leave my cold December Summer waiting For the last time to remember Summer waiting I can leave my cold December Summer waiting I can welcome summer in my heart