Your place is warm, but the streets are waiting
for our footprints.
On my boots there’s a dust of stars.
There’s a soft arm-chair with checkered plaid.
Nobody wants to kill.
The day is sunny. The dreams are bright.
Type of my blood is on my sleeve,
My ID number is on my sleeve.
So wish me good luck in my battle! So wish me
Not to be left lying in the grass,
not to be left lying in a grass.
So wish me good luck, my friend. So wish me good luck!
I am able to pay, but I don’t want
to win if the price is wrong.
I don't want to put my foot on somebody's chest.
I’d like to stay at your place,
I’d like just to stay with you.
But the star that is high in the sky calls me on my way.
Type of my blood is on my sleeve,
My ID number is on my sleeve.
So wish me good luck in my battle! So wish me
Not to be left lying in the grass,
not to be left lying in a grass.
So wish me good luck, my friend. So wish me good luck!