Rain Delay - My summer sojourn

This is my congregation.These are my words to you,Made of sugar, spice and everything that's nice.You live a life of rain and everything insane.In a heartbeat passed all my days abroad.Beautiful as I've been told, but it only takes a bit of vemod,a bit of nostalgia, to fortify my frustrations, my restrained feelings,in my summer sojourn.But that brief visit was a reconnaissance flight.Now all hope remains in transit.So, hold your protectorate and my arrival will not be in vain.In memory of our rainy, nevertheless beautiful, svensk sommar