no right

where is my light,

in typhoon on the island side

the moon festivel is without any moonlight

before the night, a clown is listening to zarb fliping on the roadside

kiss your eye kiss me right

step on the stairs being ready to stay over night

sex with shower outside

holding our hands no need to be quiet

in that damn Sweden, we cant find my red light

god father and mother both are fucking light of strick

dig your heart and stole my soul

right light right side right night all