Oh happy birthday, happy birthday.
Little Szeki, today is your day.
The Jehovah are standing by your door.
And they're offering, eternal suffering.
Oh how the sun shines inside you, just like I do.
These days are gold.
The nights are silver, they make you shiver.
Tomorrow the Jehovah will come by.
And they will ask you of and excuse.
Not to accept eternal life.
There's a friendship, a lovely kinship of you and me.
You're a supernova in the sky.
The Jehovah, in their pull-overs.
Are no Casanovas, like you and I.
Happy birthday to you.
Happy birthday to you.
Happy birthday to Szeki.
Happy birthday to you.