Come my friend,
let me take you to the sun caressed european beaches,
where the sand is white and water cold,
the seagulls still fly, forever bold!
Wooden benches lure you for a siesta,
you will resist, relent but not repent.
Winds of the artic cast a spell,
so strong a wonder it never seems to quell.
Here and there, bodies bathe in sun,
they get their tan and we our fun.
Some may like it cold, some hot
having a coffee in some form relieves a lot.
Just lying there, breathing in some fresh air,
will calm your mind true and fair.
We will talk and ponder, of life yonder.
Time spent in thy company,
will be worth any symphony.
Where we are the actors and life the stage,
togther lets turn a new page.
Come my friend, let me show you paradise,
let's visit the sun kissed european beaches.
