Seventh Heaven is perhaps too low for you,
The wind of fate does not stop you.
Look, there's a trace on the shore,
A trace on that shore
And every evening, tired shoulders
carry the miles to the east.
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And you were waiting for spring so badly!
And you were waiting for spring so badly!
Strong, tender and clear,
For (it is ) just like love.
People from the left, hidden miracle from the right,
A fresh look saves you on time.
Look, there's a trace on the shore,
A trace on that shore
And every evening, tired shoulders
carry the miiles to the east.
Chorus
For (it is) just like your love!
Chorus