Junge Roemer [English translation]

Young romans, boy

The laurel wreath, a new dance

Swings rhythm into the hips of the town

They see and know and say

What this night has to say

Don't ask for new old values

See white light, see only feeling

The night is ours till morning

We play every game

Don't ever let this journey end

The Doing comes only from the being

Only from dimensions, that

Are worth illusions and sensations

Give me more

Young romans - dance differently from the others

They love their sisters more, more than the rest of the world

Ask young romans - do you still know the sun,

It still knows the worries

Young romans - the night is young like you,

Forget tomorrow

A new dance brings rhythm at the sides of the city

We'll see each other, we'll find, we'll seek what to do

But do not look to make values die​​, and even sensation

The night is ours till the morning, we have illusion

is not the end of the trip, there is always a tomorrow and

There are dimensions, with illusions and sensations

Give me more ..."

Young romans - there is a night before each day

and that price is still to pay

Never stop this old erosion phantastic voyage

Young romans...

Young romans - do you still know the sun,

The night is young like you and yet

In the land where every dream has landed - you forget

Young romans - there is a night before each day

And that price is still to pay

Never stop this old erosion fantastic voyage.