Today I got stuck in an infernal traffic jam
I go a hundred meters per hour and seems like a mondial record
I hear songs at the radio, but I already know all of them
Stack in the tops like I stay in the jam
Today I got stuck in an infernal traffic jam
I abused the klaxon
I heard curses that I've never heard before
I'd like to at least have the speed of those who go on the sidewalk
I got a thought stuck in my head
To open my own business
To become a flyer of traffic lights
To get them all so my car can fly (in the traffic)
Right, left, you can fly
Right, left, the sky is a highway
I'd roll all day on the asphalt of clouds
There's no sense to want to go down
Left, right, I would not park
Today I got stuck in an infernal traffic jam
I open the window and there are noxae like in a blast furnace
It is crowded, free only up in the sky
Give me a propeller so I can become a helicopter
Throught rain drops I'd fly
I get days with rainbows, I'm on my way
But today I got stuck in an infernal traffic jam
I go a hundred meters per hour, yo bro, this is not normal
Right, left, you can fly
Right, left, the sky is a highway
I'd roll all day on the asphalt of clouds
There's no sense to want to go down
Left, right, I would not park