Verse 1: Bufler

When the city lights illuminate me

thousand keeping it real and I look up to the sky
The white paint to gleam Lantrámon
window by pulling up flash reflector

My face blowing hot air
is full of bars, pubs, deserted cemetery
People are also changing over time

Is everyone that came to leave
Someone acts for money, family are
if their heart halgatnak, very well made

You should know and be able to live in hope
anything in life, not be afraid
I live in loose wooden sleigh

I feel happy, I really
I drive my street because my band has been waiting
driving with the windows and the music stops ....


Ref: Richard


Lasssan we roll through the streets, in the evening the night back on four wheels
the down stroke from behind the window cut, loosened forever for a lifetime
Hétföröl Tuesday keddröl Wednesday szerdarol Thursday, Thursday to Friday and finally

everyone is waiting for the weekend, enjoy every minute of it because of the time it stops ....

Verse 2: Bufler


Everyone knows that the time is at a standstill
one day only waiting for miracles

Not be filled with beautiful dreams and desires
mind over your head, angels thread
There are people who can do so

and there are poor people who are searching for happiness
There are hills that are often dog %#@!
this is not fair and everyone knows it

The rich are rich to the poor, the poorer
if you do not breastfeed you can stand upright!
There are some who are happy and who suffers

who are trying to do nothing and let
Watch! Sometimes life is hard
and this knowledge is very difficult to live

Sometimes it is very easy and sometimes very difficult
just do not let yourself go because you would serve the entire ...


Ref: Richard

Lasssan we roll through the streets, in the evening the night back on four wheels

the down stroke from behind the window cut, loosened forever for a lifetime
Hétföröl Tuesday keddröl Wednesday szerdarol Thursday, Thursday to Friday and finally
everyone is waiting for the weekend, enjoy every minute of it because of the time it stops ....


Verse 3: Bufler


Time passes and the minutes go by
sometime often notice;
Pass the hours and the days go by

I also follow you, because I'm human
Twelve months to the end of the year
four beautiful seasons are beautiful here

Spring is in the summer, autumn and winter
Once it is all coming to an end
People die and people are born

People cry and people are happy
A man is going to go through the valley
hills and mountains, has not yet seen

Good if you have a true friend by your side
and heavy sills to help you
When a strong man and will remain on his feet

be happy and cheerful all day life ...

Ref: Richard


Lasssan we roll through the streets, in the evening the night back on four wheels
the down stroke from behind the window cut, loosened forever for a lifetime

Hétföröl Tuesday keddröl Wednesday szerdarol Thursday, Thursday to Friday and finally
everyone is waiting for the weekend, enjoy every minute of it because of the time it stops ....