Lyrics of summer love

Lemonade is sour and sweet

There are bubbles on the tip of the tongue

Sift through the afternoon sun again

On the surface of your glass

The vanilla pods were broken and cut again

The powder should be finely ground

Twirling with two fingers

Summer is at the bottom of your cup

When you look up, time is stranded for you

Soft hair on your white shoulders

The pages run through your fingers

You smile lightly, even cicadas sing

The wind has stopped

Lemonade is sour and sweet

There are bubbles on the tip of the tongue

Summer on your lips

My heart falls on the edge of your cup

(Music~)

Lemonade is sour and sweet

There are bubbles on the tip of the tongue

Sift through the afternoon sun again

On the surface of your glass

The vanilla pods were broken and cut again

The powder should be finely ground

Twirling with two fingers

Summer is at the bottom of your cup

When you look up, time is stranded for you

Soft hair on your white shoulders

The pages run through your fingers

You smile lightly, even cicadas sing

The wind has stopped

Lemonade is sour and sweet

There are bubbles on the tip of the tongue

Summer on your lips

My heart falls on the edge of your cup