Oh, Sanctuary, in the forest,
Don’t touch me!
Rushing down the slimy brickwork
Past the terraced houses
Lamp-post Stalagmite
Hung up on the red light,
When we gonna go, go, go from the city!
Oh, Sanctuary, in the forest,
Don’t touch me!
I would like you to come with me,
I am also fine to go alone
I’ll climb trees and eat some berries
The forest will be my home
Just for a day, day, oh oh, or for my wholelife, uh huh,When we gonna go from the city!