Fly away
This city's doomed
Everyone's out strolling, and no-one's got anything to do with it.
And all they've got on their minds is "How much is everything?"
Fly away
A cheerful face is often a mask for fear,
And the lie got lost in the words,
And there are too many military winter-hats
And flashing lights on their big heads.
In the dawn sky, your star awaits
If you've never been there, then let's go
This port is not for us
There is only "here and now"
And you, born to conquer.
Fly away
From the damp Muscovite winter
From the war creeping in from the East
From another man's guilt on your shoulders
Fly away
"Start the engine!" and the plane's propellers hum.
Pulling up the anchor is only a matter of minutes
He who has dared is right
Even if mistaken in some of the finer details