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Still I think of you baby
and how I grew old with you there.
And this summer you'll call maybe
and act, as if we were old friends.
"You'd say, how are you baby?"
"I'd say, it's raining in Athens."

It's raining in Athens.

And to this day
I mester a fever
that's spoiled my poor heart.
And I've mastered the art of dealing
slipping away
without falling apart.

So in the summer
you'll call maybe
and ask how i've been.
I can be honest
and answer plainly,
"Since November it's been raining."

It's raining in Athens.
Still I think of you baby   and how I grew old with you there.   And this summer you'll call maybe   and act, as if we were old friends.   "You'd say, how are you baby?"   "I'd say, it's raining in Athens."      It's raining in Athens.      And to this day   I mester a fever   that's spoiled my poor heart.   And I've mastered the art of dealing   slipping away   without falling apart.      So in the summer   you'll call maybe   and ask how i've been.   I can be honest   and answer plainly,   "Since November it's been raining."      It's raining in Athens.