"El Árbol De Agosto", read in English by Jimmy Carlyle.
Note, the English translation used here is quite different from the version used in the final book.
lyrics
It’s hot here,
sitting under the August tree.
The hours pass quickly by
While we're staring at the blue of the sky
I’m almost breathless from the hot wind of the South,
but it doesn't bother me.
It's okay.
I'm okay.
There are things that kill
with the poison of pleasure.
There are places that suffocate
but you always want to return.
Summer in Seville,
where the sun burns fiercely.
August in Seville,
is something to treasure forever.
It's hot here
But it's okay here
I'm okay here
It’s hot here,
Even though the night's falling.
Looks like the rain forgot our address!
Old women lean out
of balconies to catch their breath,
The old men gorging themselves on beer
In ever bar you can find.
It's hot here
But it's okay here
I'm okay here
I'm okay here...
It’s hot here,
Still sitting underneath the August tree.
Still watching the hours fly quickly by
Staring at the blue of the sky
Still sweltering
in the hot Southern wind
But it doesn't bother me
I'm okay here...