(Music: T. Mewes; Lyrics: Marta Jandov¨¢) Look out In the morning And you never see the sky You know it Already It is boring you to fly I want more All the time Everyday I say I wana get high again Never like that before I wanne get high again All I say I swear High, high I want to get high And a dry melon Can never drop a tear Spring is over And no refreshment near