Lightning
It's lightning
Where's the baby?
Selling candies
At the traffic light for someone
It's lightning
Where's the baby?
Selling candies
At the traffic light for someone
And selling candies
At the traffic light
Every day is a day
Every hour is an hour
Baby doesn't take long
To get up
Mother washing clothes
Father has already left
And the youngest cries
To get used to
Life outside
Of the shack
You have to toughen up
A heart so weak
To overcome the fear
Of thunder
Your life points
In the opposite direction
It's lightning
Where's the baby?
Selling candies
At the traffic light for someone
It's lightning
Where's the baby?
Selling candies
At the traffic light for someone
And selling candies
At the traffic light
Everything is so normal
Just the same
Baby doesn't have a time
To go to bed
Mother ironing clothes
From the current father
Of another youngest
Who is yet to come
It's one more mouth
Inside the shack
Another kilo of flour
From the same bag
To feed
A new Nobody
The city grows along
With the baby
It's lightning
Where's the baby?
Selling candies
At the traffic light for someone
It's lightning
Where's the baby?
Selling candies
At the traffic light for someone
It's lightning
Where's the baby?
Selling candies
At the traffic light for someone
And selling candies
At the traffic light