Marcus Jung - Summer Mirth lyrics

Sweet delirium, stay with me through the heat and torrential rain Allay my heart all its woes and, like a balm, soothe the pain In return I'll course through the world like a spirit, Like a ghost without a soul Chasing the amorous taste of summer mirth, year by year, And to my grave. Sweet delirium, wait. You promised me you'll never leave.