From Kézdi to Swindon town
Street lights on
I get around
Foreign land but I hold my ground
New city new sound
Cold nights and the rain falls
City buzz life never stalls
Learning slang from the local calls
I stand tall when duty calls
Romanian in the UK Grinding hard every day Making moves my own way
In the UK I stay
Concrete jungle walk alone
From the east to a brand new home
Finding rhythm in Swindon's tone
Building dreams on cobblestone
Challenges in every step Memories I won't forget Mark my spot no regrets Living life with no debts
Romanian in the UK Grinding hard every day Making moves my own way
In the UK I stay