When I awake I'll be alone again
Under the gray sky of a province
The lights will already turn on, as if puddles were eyes
Like drops in water all the extinguished stars lie
Lie on the muddy bottom
This night, this night
Is thicker than plush curtains
More terrible than cast-iron fences
I see only myself
Everywhere I meet my own gaze
Farewell, foreign land
But we can't be here any more
We have become lighter than mist
We have become cleaner than rain
We will return here again
But who will say to us then
Farewell, foreign land
Farewell
Perhaps we already descended from the heavens
Or were born more than once
What a bitter memory is the memory of that
Of that which will be then
But the tires whisper in the night
Comforting nonsense
I hear a scream in the darkness
Perhaps it's a signal
Farewell, foreign land
But we can't be here any more
We have become lighter than mist
We have become cleaner than rain
We will return here again
But who will say to us then
Farewell, foreign land
Farewell