Traducir a
lights go on , hair full of smoke
streets are still empty , bakeries make
what would we want at home ? the music is here
sure there are no texts , but sing our song
suits in the train station , go to work
ask which motto-party we were just at
we celebrate , that the new day begins
that for us the daily grind is a nightmare
We still don't want to go home
Make us the day to night
And when everyone is tormented
We are still, still, still
Still, still
awake , awake
This life is too short
We stay awake, awake
still , still , still , still
Hairstyle no longer save, feet are already numb
Pulling through the city and dust swirls up
When the garbage collection comes, first sown
In the neon orange of glaring uniforms
Sweeping streets sweep, touris ask for the way
"Sorry, me no speak english" and go on
Celebrate a new day
Sleep, sleep, there's more
We still don't want to go home
Make us the day to night
And when everyone is tormented
We are still, still, still
Still, still
awake , awake
This life is too short
We stay awake, awake
still , still , still , still
This day is still young
Just like us
You still can't go, much too early
I need you here
Come, we are catching the moment
Come, we are catching the moment
awake , awake
awake , awake
awake , awake
Still, still
Still, still, still
