Stacey Kent — The Summer We Crossed Europe In The Rain

You say it’s the way these passing years have treated you That the weight of the dreams you once carried has now defeated you That our candlelit dinners will all just be reheated through Our quarrels and disappointments just get repeated too Well I’ve packed our bags, I know I should have consulted you But pretending to bargain would have only insulted you So do just as I say We’ll go away today The fire still burns whatever you may claim Let’s be young again, if only for the weekend Let’s be fools again, let’s fall in at the deep end Let’s do once more All those things we did before The summer we crossed Europe in the rain Remember that hotel, the crooked balcony door From where we stood and watched the market in the downpour? Sharing warm baguettes On sunny cathedral steps Dancing the tango, waiting for our train Let’s be young again, if only for the weekend Let’s be fools again, let’s fall in at the deep end Let’s do once more All those things we did before The summer we crossed Europe in the rain