We shout out whit world we don’t think
We Are Crazy try to find, find more,
change transform shiny, slowly we move into new adventures We Are Not Crazy the past is the present now present has just been the future unceasing, sweaty, creeping believing and loving this world.
Full of Energy was born our puzzle don’t stop us but follow strong, clear, a common desire don’t kill this source of knowledge a soul of three plain boys.
With painted wings suddenly We Take Off. To be a butterfly one day a caterpillar was born slow, sweat, wrinkled but reflective One day we will be butterflys but we never forget about caterpillar