SIBERIAN lyrics
Somewhere far from me, Siberian hands are sleeping
Where the suns set, where the years are old
But who's gonna know what town is it, is it night or day, and who you like
But who's gonna know what town is it
Night or day, and who you like
And if I could two, three Celsius there under my comforter
Send to you or if I'd call would it change
When I'd admit
Moon stop so I can ask you who she kisses while I wander
Moon stop so I can ask you who she kisses while I wander
Somewhere far from me, Siberian hands are sleeping
Where the suns set, where the years are old