Het vind [English translation]

The air trembles, everything stands still.

The water that glistens is only an optical illusion

Dogs pant in the shade that exists.

Cars smoke, streets are burning

A hot wind is coming

A hot wind

Hot wind

A hot wind

Hot wind on the way

The wind whispers burn burn burn

Hot wind on the way

Fans whirl, curtains flutter

In the ocean barracudas and sharks swim

Everyone waits in the dark of the bar

Half-closed eyes and the rumbles of thunder

A hot wind is coming

A hot wind

Hot wind

A hot wind

Hot wind on the way

The wind whispers burn burn burn

Hot wind on the way

The air trembles, the time passes

The same anticipation as yesterday

The nights come just as hot

Say that you are coming

Take my loneliness

A hot wind is coming

A hot wind

Hot wind

A hot wind

Hot wind on the way

The wind whispers burn burn burn

Hot wind on the way

Hot wind on the way

Hot wind on the way

The wind whispers burn burn burn

Hot wind on the way

The wind whispers burn burn burn

• Artist:Marie Fredriksson
• Album:Het vind