And again on the third of September. Autumn without the sea
Two Ferraris fly by on the road again, they burn rubber into the dust, like people are bleeding
Lara Croft is on her way to solving the mystery again
Landing fighters, with a gun again in battle, stardust just lies on the edge
Stop for a moment, a drop of blue water falls and bounces again, raising a column of water
And here again the gray stormtrooper flew on a mission