On The Road

It is six in the morning on Sunday
It is cold with clouds in the sky
All the birds are encouraged to sing very loudly
Everywhere

I make a coffee and a reinforced snack
After a hot and good shower
I say, bye to my sweetheart with a smack
I do not know when I'll be back

On the road
I feel so happy and live, I say
On the road
I do not waste my time, no more
On the road (so good!)
It is just asphalt, the wind, and trees
On the road
I really want to be happy and free
On the road
The red Sun burns my skin and my soul

On the road
It is like being in a trance, cool!
On the road
It is like living a romance, in fact
On the road
I see too many lights around me
On the road
I see the clouds smiling at me
On the road
I get a kiss from the crescent Moon

It's six in the evening on Sunday
It's hot, no clouds in the sky
All the birds went to sleep
In their cozy and large straw beds
Everywhere

I make juice and a reinforced snack
After a hot and good shower
I say so long to the barmaid with a smack
Now I'm gonna sleep like a rock