A rolling stone
Strange, today the whole day there is interference in the air
Everything happens as if in some slow motion movie
There, on the screen
A rolling stone
Experiencing that fear, that sadness, those funny moments
A rolling stone, with the sadness in heaven watching - comets
waving their tails
A rolling stone; A rolling stone
A rolling stone
Not examining the roads, without sense, without purpose, without maps
He is drastically changing his position
With a stone in his pocket
He wants to roll faster than the others to the finsh line, and shout:
"Free me from the sun with this third planet!
I find it so close here
I find it so stuffy here
I am tired of people in this divided land
I raise my eyes, I miss kindred souls
I find it it's so close here"
A rolling stone,
The world around feeling everyday sharper, more alive
A rolling stone, without the strength to fight gravity
On the stone around his neck
Just doesn't want to lie on the roads under people's feet
Rolling into the water from the bridge, and the water moves in circles
Over the banks
Waiting for a tsunami....