Crowds of people, born in blocks of stone -
No longer remember what they dreamed of.
When despair ruins all hope,
This feeling is so familiar to me.
Know, it's never too late in this life
To tell everything to go fuck itself, start over again!
Let's just raise our hands in the air
And make-believe that we are flying.
It doesn't matter to me anymore anything that was like this once -
People, houses, turned into boxes.
It doesn't matter to me anymore... I got it, I understood everything about you -
Happiness in everything, push the earth with you feet.
I thought I finally reached it,
And I almost saw it with my eyes!
I sincerely believed in that miracle -
That this brutal world can be nice...
But this was just a bunch of illusions,
That aimed only for feelings!
That's when I stopped caring about what will happen,
And I insanely wanted to jump.
It doesn't matter to me anymore anything that was like this once -
People, houses, turned into boxes.
It doesn't matter to me anymore... I got it, I understood everything about you -
Happiness in everything, push the earth with you feet.
And years will fly in the reflections
Of dull windows, crappy trolleys.
You'll remember who you wanted to be when you were a kid,
And who we actually became...
Know, it's never too late in this life
To tell everything to go fuck itself, start over again!
Let's just raise our hands in the air
And make-believe that we are flying!
It doesn't matte, not everything will be like it was once -
People, houses, turned into boxes, it doesn't matter...
It doesn't matter to me anymore... I got it, I understood everything about you -
Happiness in everything, push the earth with you feet.
Happiness in everything, trample the earth with you feet.
Happiness in everything, trample the earth with you feet.
Happiness in everything, trample the earth with you feet.