Look deep into the April face
A change is clearly taking place
Looking for the summer
The eyes take on a certain gaze
And leave behind the springtime days
Go looking for the summer

This ain't no game of kiss and tell
The implications how you know so well
Go looking for the summer

The time has come and they must go
To play the passion out that haunts you so
Looking for the summer

Remember love how it was the same
We scratched and hurt each others growing pains
We were looking for the summer
And still I stand this very day
With a burning wish to fly away
I'm still looking
Looking for the summer

В ОЖИДАНИИ ЛЕТА

Перевод песни Криса Ри
Looking For The Summer

Когда глядишь в лицо Апреля,
То переменам свято веришь
В ожидании лета.
Глазами встретишь чей-то взгляд,
Поймешь, что нет к весне пути назад,
И ты уйдешь, ожидая лето.

Слова и чувства – не игра,
Их сопричастность знать пора,
Когда ты ожидаешь лета.
Настанет время – придут они,
Той страсти золотые дни,
К ожидавшим лета.

Пойми – любовь нам все простит,
Терзанья наши все и боль обид,
Нам, ожидавшим лета.
И каждый день меня зовет
В тот яркий, пламенный полет…
Но я все жду, лишь жду
Ожидания лета.

Look deep into the April face
A change is clearly taking place
Looking for the summer
The eyes take on a certain gaze
And leave behind the springtime days
Go looking for the summer

This ain't no game of kiss and tell
The implications how you know so well
Go looking for the summer

The time has come and they must go
To play the passion out that haunts you so
Looking for the summer

Remember love how it was the same
We scratched and hurt each others growing pains
We were looking for the summer
And still I stand this very day
With a burning wish to fly away
I'm still looking
Looking for the summer

IN ANTICIPATION OF THE SUMMER

Translation of the song of Chris Rea
Looking For The Summer

When you look into the face of April,
The changes believe
In anticipation of summer.
Eyes meet someone's gaze,
Understand that there is the spring way back
And you go, waiting for summer.

Words and feelings are not a game
Their inclusion in know time,
When you expect summer.
The time will come when they come,
The passion the Golden days,
To the waiting of the summer.

Well, they want to love us, they forgive,
All our anguish and pain of the offense,
We are waiting for summer.
And every day calling me
In the bright, fiery flight...
But I keep waiting just waiting
Look forward to the summer.