We chose to celebrate it in an old closed pub where
We all have spent countless nights with friends
The pub was still nearly in the same condition as it
Was those years ago, after we removed some cobwebs
It was that magic time of the year between Christmas
And New Year's Eve, when everybody returns home to
Spend some time with the family and meet friends
What can I say? That night was like a time travel
Old friends and schoolmates were there
First we could hardly remember each other's names, but then it
Was like all those years since we last met somehow never happened
Trying to cling to this feeling, we sat there until five o'clock in
The morning, refusing to go home and to step outside this time bubble
We were young again