Buzzard

The heat is like a bird of prey

Takes victims and then flies away

I must say I like the way

It leaves us all in disarray

Concrete shimmers, cars move dust

In central Europe we don’t trust

The sun as she intensifies the life more

than we like

Makes your emotions slowly crawl your

backbone with a spike

The conversations drip off me

I wonder what I’ll have for tea

The cafés buzz with hazy lazy faces in

the street

Girls in skirts ask their boyfriends:

“Where we’re gonna meet?”

The heat is like a bird of prey

Takes victims and then flies away

I’m gonna fly like the bird in the sea-

skies, free skies now

I’m gonna fly like the bird in the sea-

skies

Free skies now

Dreams and days merge into one

A thunderstorm is bound to come

Trees are suff’ring patiently, spend

shadows on police

And everybody everywhere yearns for

Mr Breeze

Poetry and thoughts and kicks

Break the heavy air like sticks

Flowers supernatural drown in Western

flair

The fields are swaying wildly, make me

want to stare

The heat is like a bird of prey

Takes victims and then flies away

I’m gonna fly like the bird in the sea-

skies, free skies now

I’m gonna fly like the bird in the sea-

skies, free skies now

I’m gonna go like the sun on the

rooftop, groove now baby

I’m gonna go like the sun on the

rooftop, groove now babe babe babe

Take away, take away, take away

I’m gonna fly…