Boots full of loneliness
An obscene prophecy written on entrance wall
You reach your hands to the sun but it won't smile
Among these gloomy days the only thing left for us to do is...
To brew some coffee, to wait for love
To get hit in the eyebrow still1
That's what the whole life is, all the new things
But happy souls exist somewhere
They are chocked on sweetness of their lives
It might be boring to be lucky all the time
I can't understand it, so what does it mean?
To brew some coffee, to wait for love
To miss the target still
That's what the whole life is, all the new things
1. Compare with Russian idiom 'не в бровь, а в глаз'