The night is young, The air is pure, people are still gentle, And I am not old.
The night is young, I can still hear the music My vibes are still alive And I am not old.
Damn It, the weekend is over,
Took a stroll today on the island of water,
Green avenues hovering over the strollers,
Its never too late on the island of water.
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