There are not many goodies, you smile and your heart will sing
I will decorate the Christmas tree and wait for miracles
Clouds have gathered over the field and a storm will be visible
The mesmerizing blue sky will distract from wind turbines
The green field will be overtaken by a black storm
The DJ will adjust the turntables in order for the music to play
The road, the moon, the clouds – I will not be lonely
Today there is a disco in the jungle, today we will dance
Yellow ribbon with the inscription "Don't get in! Will kill!"