Významná maďarská rocková skupina založená v r. 1962. Původní orientace na převzaté hity (Shadows, Hurricanes…). Už v době prvních úspěchů (v r. 1963) odešla Z. Koncz.
V r. 1967 do skupiny nastoupí výrazný autor – G. Presser. V hudbě se...
Píseň: Tomorrow (Levél poste restante)
- Interpret:
- Omega
- Album:
- Transcendent
Too crazy to comprehend, This place is a gateway to pleasure, There just is no way to fight it, You're trapped a victim of your own desire. She's dirty, she wants you to Poses every inch of her body, She shoots you with her poisoned arrow, You're wild, you take her in the steaming backroom. It is out of your hands, You know, you will regret what you're doing tonight, But you're feeling so high, So cool and you don't think about tomorrow. Now you don't think about tomorrow. Now you don't think about tomorrow. The day breaks, you're walking home, And guilt follows you like a shadow, It's far too late for poor excuses, You're trapped victimised by your desire. It is out of your hands, You know, it is the same thing all over tonight, You'll be feeling so high, So cool and you won't think about tomorrow. So high, so cool and you won't think about tomorrow. Now you won't think about tomorrow. You don't think about, you don't think about tomorrow.
