Mañana

Day in the night, taking places in the train to Moscow. Now I'm coming back to drink some ice for a while. Landscape in white, the sun is shining through the ice. With girls around dancing in the snow to baller like a. Things I can go by, but the Russians are from there. But this will leave my mind. But I don't see why I should even try to leave my heart behind. U.S.A. I'm back into the U.S.A. U.S.A. I'm back into the U.S.A. I'm back into the U.S.A.