Swimming pool

It is summertime thirty degrees,
in the shadow of the appletrees.
The children play and blackbirds sing,
and I’m listening to the water of the swimming pool.
It will keep us fresh and cool.
The girls are home,
they just left school and jumped into...

Have a party like backyardigans,
with an ice-cream and a dance.
Inspiration flows it makes no sense,
like in a trance.
The kids are playing and are having fun,
day will come when they’ll be mum.
Maybe think about it only once,
when they listen too.

Rays of sunlight shine colours of gold,
like a glittering bow.
Waves of water moves an inflatable toy,
unforgettable joy.

Is it a swimming pool in June,
what makes this mood?
Is it a friendly game of youth,
what turns me loose?

I hear a blackbird sing... above the pool.
Inspired by childish things... during the pool.
A little nose with blood... crash in the pool,
because the weather’s hot...

Splash in the pool, jump in the pool,
swim in the pool.

It is summertime thirty degrees,
in the shadow of the apple trees.
The children play and blackbirds sing,
and I’m listening to the water of the
swimming pool.
It will keep us fresh and cool.
The girls are home, they just left school
and jumped into...

Rays of sunlight shine colours of gold,
like a glittering bow.
Waves of water moves an inflatable toy,
unforgettable joy

Music and lyrics: Herman Woltman
 
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          Herman Woltman | gsm 06 835 99 121 | herman@souldada.nl