So here we come, our of will
We know the city my son
These perceptions are floating so far
Gasoline dreams, we’re burning the houses
Mother’s house we wille love you
Mother’s house we will burn you
So keep your head up, and leave it
Hang your bags on my arms
Gaze your sight to the ground
Up to the sea you’re the sailor
Gasoline dreams we’re burning the house
Mother’s house we will love you
Mother’s house we will burn you
Mother’s house
We are millions
We are millions