The sun

This morning I took a chair
In front of my house
And I sat down on that chair
Waiting for sunrise
I rolled up a cigarette
Held it in my hand
The smoke was rising vertically
Over my head

In these hot days
I'm feeling really great
In these hot days
I'm feeling really great

I put on my favourite music
Some song for the day
Listening to Harry James
Feeling fine what to say
Then I felt the touch of sunny rays
On my face
The best way how to start a day
Is to choose the perfect place

When the sun goes higher
I always desire
To feel fine to feel really fine

When the sun goes higher
I always desire
To feel fine to feel really fine

When the sun goes higher
I always desire
To feel fine to feel really fine

When the sun goes higher
I always desire
To feel fine to feel really fine

In these hot nights after the sunset
In the rest of the day
Is fine to buy a bottle of wine
And sit somewhere far away
From the stress of our
Exhausted lives
From the mess and noise
And unrelenting lies

In these hot nights
I'm feeling really great
In these hot nights
I'm feeling really great

At this night I took a chair
In front of my house
And I sat down on that chair
Looking at the stars
I rolled up a cigarette
Held it in my hand
The smoke was rising vertically
Over my head

When the sun goes higher
I always desire
To feel fine to feel really fine

When the sun goes higher
I always desire
To feel fine to feel really fine

When the sun goes higher
I always desire
To feel fine to feel really fine

When the sun goes higher
I always desire
To feel fine to feel really fine

In these hot days
I'm feeling really great
In these hot days
I'm feeling really great

When the sun goes higher