If this is summer, let the winter come

If this is summer, let the winter come
My  tears  run dry, my soul  is cold and damp
Where is  the High Noon of the summer sun
If this is summer, let the winter come
What evil  traps us, as our leaders sin?
When will   our  country’s wreck be done?
What Fuehrer will emerge , who runs the Camps?
If this is summer, let the winter come
Here I weep , my  heart feel cold and  cramped