• Hurray its holiday, I feel like I could fly away,
    through the beautiful grassland, to a blissful island.

    Relaxing of the strain, I couldn't refrain a smile,
    looking into the distance, counting the miles to sun.

    While the sun goes down, I'm starting to miss my hometown...

    Once exotic looking palms are casting scary shadows onto the beach,
    viewing the dance of darkness makes my heart beat faster,
    like I'm on a roller-coaster.

    I'm so scared my vision gets blurred,
    searching for help, something scratches my head
    opening slowly my eyes, seeing the paws of my cat

    When I stood up and kept balance, I threw a glance at the calendar:

    " Hurray its holiday! "