Artista: Pink Floyd
  Canción: Fat Old Sun

When the fat old sun in the sky is falling 
Summer evenin' birds are calling 
Summer's thunder time of year 
The sound of music in my ears 
Distant bells, new mown grass 
Smells so sweet 
By the river holding hands 
Roll me up and lay me down 
And if you sit don't make a sound 
Pick your feet up off the ground 
And if you hear as the warm night falls 
The silver sound from a time so strange 
Sing to me, sing to me 
When that fat old sun in the sky is falling 
Summer evenin' birds are calling 
Children's laughter in my ears 
The last sunlight disappears 
And if you sit don't make a sound 
Pick your feet up off the ground 
And if you hear as the warm night falls 
The silver sound from a time so strange 
Sing to me, sing to me 
When that fat old sun in the sky is falling