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.