the cakes on the lake

The cakes on the lake

It tells the story of the hot weather

Bearing the consequences to the land

When there is no water from the rain

The preachers will pray

Every corner to get the rain

But it sometimes never hit the chart

There is just the hot sun smiling

The bright sky the eyes see

The smoky haze drifting by

As the weather changes

The preachers pray for rain

It will be a long haul

It is said until September

Why it happen here?

We can't say we don't know

The preachers will pray

Every corner to get the rain

The cakes on the lake

We can't say we don't know