Суббота

You come slow, the sky is blue
Watch my tea, the day feels new
Coffee's on, I'm feeling like
Ready to shine till the same night
Keep my clothes looking so clean
Trippin' house feels like a dream
Shoes that pop, they shine so bright
Tonight we on the streets and live
Here we go, the end of the wind
We start to play, and
I feel free
Here we go, the end of the wind
We start to play, and
I feel free
Here we go, the end of the wind