Yet another summer flowed away
Like water from my body seeping
In making love went the hours of day
And in white afternoons spent sleeping

What passed was just a summer
But the taste of salt is on my skin yet
And the fish we pulled out
With the evening sun from the same net

It was a summer in distant Georgia
On the shores of eagle mountains
That left a blue-eyed lake
In the dreams of children

It was a summer, its every second lived well
And the winds that from its sandy beaches whirl
Perhaps will chill a sea-creature’s shell
And remember a little girl