Running in the city,
Swimming in the rain,
I don't have to hurry
And I don't feel the pain,
But I have to swim,
Swim in the space,
Smoking the green,
Running just for running.
Beyond religion,
Far from the motion,
There's a special place
I'm on the highway,
After a bad day,
There's a colored space.
Writer(s): Peter Szalay, Istvan Balahoczky, Zoltan Farkas, Tibor Bertok, Andras Keleti
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