Hey folks, Formula one is coming’ to our city,

Salute, it’s a hard track, drivers say’ what a pity,

Only best survive, others can’t make it…’ really,

Hey you, in Baku Circuit, you shouldn’t drive silly.



Baku race is cold shower; each turn is drama,

Drivers try faster; no accident is in agenda,

First turns are shocker, Williams is out of strada,

The show is not over, Force India is an addenda.



Ferrari goes *******, there is no place for a bore,

It pushes the brakes hard, why to speed up for?,

Whoever rushes badly, finds itself on the floor,

You wanted to take this track??, go to the next door.



Bulls are chasing, fighting for the fourth place,

They are friendly mates, well, that is not the case,

Sector one turn is here, Max do not leave any space,

Adventure is done for the race, Bulls are red in a face.



The Last laps on horison, Bottas is a leader,

His speed is excellent, Hami’s heart is bleeder,

Drama is not over; debris is an absolute killer,

Bottas is out of race, Hami is a surprise winner.



Baku city circuit is the best track of all times,

Fans are blessed with fun,… and adventure’ in each glance

Baku is a mystery, do not try to forecast,

Formula’s best drivers may find themselves on the grass,

He looked for a joy,
Saw his life as a toy,
He cried for fun,
His happiness to come.

He used beautiful meds,
To clear his mind’s mess,
He craved for sweetness,
Killing his loneliness.

They come along, move on,
After all he stays with none,
Another sweet dream has done,
Maybe it’s just a good sign.

Close your heart's door,
Your true self is not a bore,
Loneliness is actually a help,
To be in harmony with yourself.

The moon rose up, the sky is naked,
His world is empty, the stars are faded,
He never gives up, completing his deed,
He’s looking for lost city, indeed.

He passed through deserts and storms,
Best friends were whiskies and rums,
Heart was destined to cold rooms,
That left him with aches and bruise.

Great walls on horizon, surrounded with high waterfalls,
Place reminds of paradise with its colorful butterflies,
He found his Atlantis, the mission is done,
The aches are healed, the pain is gone.

He woke up to see the blue sky,
Endlessly watch birds fly,
Eyes are open, where are the walls?
Where are birds and waterfalls?

Infinite desert is the only option,
This adventure was a blissful fiction,
Forget lost city, build your Atlantis,
Build your city of delighted fantasies.

Take your sword, let’s fight for democracy,
Blame the terrorists, say no to autocracy,
I wish there was no room for hypocrisy,
Hey… Wait… This is American philosophy.

We are monitored, we are safe,
Terrorists are captured, or deal is made?
We see a new target to detonate,
There was a kid, ups… just mistake.  

Mr. Trump is listening to your I-phone,
You can reach him by saying: “hey clown”,
This is not the purpose, you were born,
İgnorance of what you are fighting for.

I got into the crowded bus, that taking me to my dreams,
Driver! Drive through the joy and fun! I see only empty streets,
Found myself in the center of thrill; come hear my heart beats,
I already wasted all good feelings, this ride slowly kills.

Grant me your hand, come see the sunset,
Your eyes are wide, and it’s seems that you like it,
Roll your eyes, call it the nonsense,
Show your soul and it’s taken for granted.

Dreams are failing with fading stars,
No more rivers and waterfalls,
Live your life as it is,
No more pure feelings.

My life is endless journey, in search of blissful vibes,
I walk at soulless city; I am left with painful bites,
You!!!!.... Empty my heart, destroy this beautiful yard,
I will leave you behind, get out!!!!..., release my mind!!!!!!!!!!!

Love is so ungrateful, my feelings mean nothing,
Life is cruel carrousel; I hate this up and down thing,
Each bite is so fatal; my heart craves for something,
That gives me no feelings and makes it a strong thing.

I saw you in a sunny day,
Your eyes are bright as May,
You brought me my spring,
Ended my heart’s wind,
You brought me to life, you healed my heart,
You didn’t let the devil to reoccupy my mind.

Lowdown storm on horizon,
Bringing odious poison,
I am full with dreadful notion,
That taking its brutal action,
Break my chains; release my soul,
Save my spring that I live for.