The summer is already in its last,
hanging in it with those claws,
it`s hotter than you believe.
Nothing from the telly or the radio,
have to get out of the apartment,
and hurry to the town.
Saturday, I borrow one hundred and drink it.
saturday, I`m making the one hundred to last.
What about it even if the schools start,
I don`t get interested, I want to continue,
into conscious madness.
In these days there is one year of friction,
time slows down and complete torment,
and the town calms down.
Saturday, I borrow one hundred and drink it.
saturday, I`m making the one hundred to last.
The summer is already in its last,
hanging in it with those claws,
after the summer maybe rainy and low,
but it doesn`t matter, it`s a fabulous saturday.
Saturday, I borrow one hundred and drink it.
saturday, I`m making the one hundred to last.
Fabulous saturday!