Riverdays

Riverdays - Luka Bloom

Down below his city life

Down below the flower beds

He takes his suit off and surrenders

And busyness is shed

Wassertage Riverdays

The summer's nearly gone

Let's go in there one last time

Before the snowflakes come

The Aare is strong and free

I am naked and pure

The river cleanses all in me

We are equal rich and poor

Silver heads above the water

Golden leaves upon the ground

Here we play with one another

Voices echo river sounds

Wassertage Riverdays

The summer's nearly gone

Let's go in there one last time

Before the snowflakes come

Happiness is the Aare

Flowing to the sea

Bearing golden leaves

And bearing you and me