On the wing: Summer of paper

I build myself a summer
of shiny colored paper;
I set it up in winter
before all the windows freeze.

And everyone can see it,
there inside the door,
and for those still out in snow
I make gloves of paper, too--

for the feeling burns on the skin,
just as it was and so familiar.

Hello, hello.
I'm awake, but you're on your way;
gone off into hiding somewhere overnight.
And, so I won't freeze here without you,
I build myself a summer of paper.

I go down to a lighthouse
that stands on the beach,
and light up every lamp
just so you can find me.

I don't know where you were
or where you'll go tomorrow,
but I know that, when you're here,
it's clear to me as day
that you can make my head spin--

for the feeling burns on the skin
just as it was and so familiar.

Hello, hello.
I'm awake, but you're on your way;
gone off into hiding somewhere overnight.
And, so I won't freeze here without you,
I build myself a summer of paper.

When the world gently lies down to sleep
and we all come to rest,
while the winter so slowly goes by,
I just close both of my eyes
against all the rain, storm and thunder--

I build myself my summer
made out of colored paper,
then I take it to the streets,
so that none of us will freeze.
Hello, hello.

"Sommer aus Papier" - Words and music by Anna Depenbusch; translation by Frank Beck

Anna Depenbusch wrote one of her catchiest melodies for this celebration of the vital role songs play in all our lives, no matter what language we sing them in. It's the title track for her album of the same name, which Sony promoted with a playful online video. Nice work!