I was born in a sunny day In bloomy May 1998 It was Sunday I'm a child of spring And my soul sings
What the hell is going on? Why everything is so wrong? I don't know this felon world It's not like it was years ago
I'm a child of the nineties I'm so old that I was born In the last century Now is time of catastrophes We are waiting for the changes For a magician to rearrange us
What the hell is going on? Why everything is so wrong? I don't know this felon world It's not like it was years ago
I was born in a sunny day In bloomy May 1998 It was Sunday I'm a child of spring
What the hell is going on? Why everything is so wrong? I don't know this felon world It's not like it was years ago Or is it?