Saterday night,
inner city life.

The sinners battlefield of passion,
Lovers, drunkards warriors all take their chances.
The angels of luck, love and victory pick their players,
and at the bottom of each glass the devil winks.

The fire of the sun is kept alive throughout the night
and all the people are dancing feasting adn battling till Sunrise,
and with the first rays of sunlight their job is done,

The fire of passion goes asleep as the sun opens her eyes.