Ohh.. good days than the sun Is shine
And the city blooms like the song
Ohh.. good days you don't care from the waste
And the disel and the soler* in the air
And than you small and suddenly rich
like the boss of the city
And than you small and suddenly big from all
And there are good days when the hearts expand
And the humans than open like a flowers
Ohh.. good days and the city in a disguise
And you give him flowers perfume
Ohh good days and you can in bike
In clear streets to drive cannons
And than you small and suddenly rich
like the boss of the city
And than you small and suddenly big from all
And there are good days when the hearts expand
And the humans than open like a flowers