A feelin' I can't get out of my head Since I came to the big town A countryman remains a countryman He feels that he is pressed by heavy grey stones Flowers don't bloom on asphalt In town I can't unfold In town, in town,... When sultriness weighs down the street gutters It drives me crazy in this overcrowded tram today Summer isn't summer without meadows and woods And the smoke of exhaust is stealin' my breath away Flowers don't bloom on asphalt In town I can't grow old In town, in town,... Moneymakers, they greedy surround you In town I cannot see it through In town, in town,...