Sunny Sunday

Bikimel

Sunny Sunday to life
bring back all the heroes
to the reminiscence side
pill all the soft pillows
to the place it must be right,
free the air from your past lives
to the place it must be right.
Sunny Sunday to life.

Ways are made of steel,
hope is on my reel.
This is our song guru,
I'm gonna sing it back to you.

Sunny Sunday to life (...)

Clouds shade my wheels
through these cotton fields

But butterflies came here to raise me
these superheroes made
the race beside me.

And this is our song furu,
I'm gonna sing it back to you.

This is not my sin!

And this is our song guru,
I'm gonna sing it back to you.