Another day is dawning,
  a constant wind on our backs
  We"ll be there while the sun is setting
  Gotta keep the pillow on my legs
  
  Open up the bottle of wine
  We see the king has lost his crown
  Smiling as the sun goes down
  We hear the kings are falling down,
  Are falling down.
  
  And we hear the engine roar,
  the taste of diesel everywhere
  And we look for a better time to come
  You"ll smell it in the frozen air
  
  We´re so far from home,
  Driving into a foreign town
  Guided by the moonlight reflections on the ground.
  
  And the ancient heart is beating of our LT 31
  This is the way we feel it,
  And this way can´t be wrong