A long summer is once forever over
A shot from the pistol says that the race is beginning
There is nothing in front of me, behind me is an angry crowd
Come on dear tell me where did you hide the happiness
I keep track of your traces
They are going in circles
And in the end lead me to you
In this city of chance, without chances we go in circles
Everything smiles less, everyone is less lonely
And somewhere someone shares a good role
I'll probably find someone good for me
I keep track of your traces
They are going in circles
And in the end lead me to you
Because you, you are still dreaming the same dream
That is a dream in colours
You still have the same sparkle
In your eyes
Because you, you are still dreaming the same dream
That is a dream in colours
That is the dream that I dream of