The
sun is hot
It
never makes a difference
Step
out in the open
Blue
sky and white clouds
In
the morning
When
the wind is dancing
The
leaves are clapping
Sunbathing
in the sun
The
web of plain shadows
Lurking
behind walls and palm trees
Without
the hot sun
There
is no game to play
In
the open ground
The
skin feel the rays
Hitting
into red
The
sun is hot
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