No way to lose
You roam a hawker
No kanta afternoon
In this busy town
I know sleep will break into the house
The frost in the winter
And woodpeckers in the sun
You know, singing the wrong song
But remember once again
Stay away as far as
That night fly the balloon fly
I know that in the corner of the mind
No silent strings
The Ferrari will be in the air
Bohemian one afternoon
And in the end in the wrong place
I know love will match
Gassafarang flies so fly out
The dreams of the Kakadaka are dawned
One day I will talk about the Vihara Viraara air
