Wind blow to my soap bubble and carry forward
World is just a volcanic ash, in a soap bubble you can breath
I stop on the terminus and I control boat with my heart
The only limit is you and me and our imagination
Tabula Rasa, red wine, let's paint our trip to our dreams
Tambourine sounds, Paris, Venezia, Santorini
Still keep your eyes closed, landscapes are changing hectically
And always on the beach sand is "you heart me"
Wind blow to my soap bubble and carry forward
World is just a volcanic ash, in a soap bubble you can breath
Hey we're flying, hey we're flying, hey we're flying
Wind carries me with it
There where can't go with planes or drugs, I dive into soap bubble and greet moomins
The moon doesn't glow anymore when the sun ripped from the sky
I'm only a moment here, travel to tomorrow with life
And even though I'm not here, I'm always next to you
Wind blow to my soap bubble and carry forward
World is just a volcanic ash, in a soap bubble you can breath
Hey we're flying, hey we're flying, hey we're flying
Wind carries me with it
Summers ideas would be soap bubbles, which wind could carry quietly
Fields, mountains, behind the oceans, since this could be timeless multiplicand
Come in to my hiding place, there you own less but you're more liberal
When sky is as roof, asphalt as mat - soap bubble
On the fields moonlight running, coffee scent minced from the sky
It wakes up free, like a thousands soap bubbles pop
Wind's, wind's, still for a while. Wind's, wind's, still for a while
Wind's, wind's, still for a while. Wind's, wind's...
Wind blow to my soap bubble and carry forward
World is just a volcanic ash, in a soap bubble you can breath
Hey we're flying, hey we're flying, hey we're flying
Wind carries me with it