It was a short-term summer -
only the glowing sun,
only an apple of midday,
only a smile on the run...

It was a short-term friendship -
free of devotion and oaths,
only champagne to each other,
merry-go-round for both.

Brief - like a desparate shout,
like violent dash of a knife,
it was the whole life without
live coals for the very life.