Here in the temples I light a match, match, match, match I take a guitar every evening, evening, evening, evening And on the parking lot I look at Skate Girls, Skate Girls Without you the summer is full of ash Here in the temples I light a match, match, match, match I take a guitar every evening, evening, evening, evening And on the parking lot I look at Skate Girls, Skate Girls Without you the summer is full of ash And the guys cross the street, there is no place in the temple They gathered a party of homeless people, but it is forbidden here Jeans jackets, hairbrush and hairbrush The pressure is near the club, you are a rock'n'roll princess The supermarket is closed, the naked cat is drooling I'm warming you up at the bus stop, I'm throwing my body I'm warming you up at the bus stop, I'm throwing my body Here in the temples I light a match, match, match, match I take a guitar every evening, evening, evening, evening And on the parking lot I look at Skate Girls, Skate Girls Without you the summer is full of ash I'm warming you up at the bus stop, I'm throwing my body Here in the temples I light a match, match, match, match I take a guitar every evening, evening, evening, evening And on the parking lot I look at Skate Girls, Skate Girls Without you the summer is full of ash In the name of punk, broken guitar, broken board In the name of torn strings, in the time of powerful guitar riffs Amen Tell me, please Tell me, please Here in the temples I light a match, match, match, match I take a guitar every evening, evening, evening, evening And on the parking lot I look at Skate Girls, Skate Girls Without you the summer is full of ash Without you the summer is full of ash