The car is waiting outside
Mom calls, “Hurry up, you guys!”
Sister runs down the stairs
While I try and find my games

The sun shines bright outside
And the car heats up inside
As we drive on the highway
Past fields and fields

There is much traffic outside
The car stops in a silent sea
While we sweat inside
And can’t concentrate
On the game of life

The cars still stand outside
But we get off the highway
Almost at our goal
Our final destination

Before Rome is around us outside
We still have to drive through fields
Fields of yellow, almost burnt grass
It sure is hot outside

Rome is finally here outside
But it’s deadly hot in Rome
We are soaked wet inside
This will be the hottest holidays
In all our lives