Carla's dream praf de stele/dust of stars translated

Carla’s Dream Praf de Stele
Translated in English.

Go hooligan…. GO…. even if it is 5 to 3
Not the good years make us …but the hard ones.
Go hooligan go for the adventure…
Sometimes lin…. another times with measure
Go hooligan go for the clever girls…
For the people from the metro
Go hooligan go from your place make your leap
Not one for every person …. but one for another.

I go,
What you will found her is dust of the stars…. thrown in your eyes
I don’t hold you is hard to jump from here
From over a meter
From the clouds
Tell Me
Why my fist is not hurting like my soul
Alone
The Night street are filled with everything you want or what you don’t want
Ok
Again in the foreign bathrooms, kilograms of rimel
You want
Dior Nights and every color to be different.

You want
Dior Nights and every color to be different
You Want

Dior nights and every colour to be different.

Go to her …Tell her what she wants….
Go pressed. to throw sparks
The night is your …. show her…
How it is to live with Tu-le-le.

Take her by the hands, Take her with you…
Take into the night … And make her yours.
Ignite her up and let her burn
Hold her tight to your shoulders.

Go hooligan, go … jump how much you want
Go hooligan go. shut up when you don’t answear her
Go hooligan go … let echo in the nights.

Tell me
Why my fist is not hurting like my soul
Alone
The Night street are filled with everything you want or what you don’t want
Ok
Again in the foreign bathrooms, kilograms of rimel
You want
Dior Nights and every color to be different.

You want
Dior Nights and every color to be different
You Want
Dior nights and every colour to be different