DJ Bouchenka — Frozen

Summer sun is burning on the sand.
We are frozen, frozen in this land.
Time, time, time.
Can't you feel the rhythm moving through your hand?
Total obsession, hottest in the land.
Boom, boom, boom.
Don't you dare to leave the room.
Doom, doom, doom.
Feel the rhythm in commune.
Like a rocket to the moon.
Boom, boom, boom.
We are coming very soon.
Boom, boom, boom.
Boom, boom, boom.
Deep blue sea calling out your name.
Burning hot, jumping in the flame.
The soul is rising, we are not the same.
Get the glory, win the summer game.
Boom, boom, boom.
Don't you dare to leave the room.
Doom, doom, doom.
Feel the rhythm in commune.
Like a rocket to the moon.
Boom, boom, boom.
We are coming very soon.
Boom, boom, boom.
Boom, boom, boom.