Ares Qui

Get into the fever
Forget about the siesta
One two three
We're gonna take off the sky

Baby, yeah

Get into the fever
Let's have a little fiesta
One two three
We're gonna take off the sky

Baby, yeah

A lemon rolled
And stopped at your door
And even the lemons know
That you and I love each other

Get into the fever...

On this street we walk
They throw water and roses come out
And that's why we call it
The street of the beautiful

They were four
And we were eight
They hit us with a stick
I, who was the strongest
I went for the weakest
If they don't take me off, he'll gouge my eyes out

Get into the fever...

At your door we are four
And the four of us love you
Reach out your hand and choose
And the rest of us will leave