Night lights, resort city
God [bad word]  they all are pretty
That girl, her name was Sonia
I wished she was from California
 
She doesn't know only one thing -
We're not gonna stay
One more night and we are on the way...
(Three, two, one, go!)
 
Many people came around
Walking, drinking, having fun
But I wanted only to break away
Last night and I can't wait
 
In this resting crowd
We stand all alone
I wish I'm on the road to my home... 
(One, two, three, go!)