Четыре - На гребне волны
текст песни

On the crest of a wave
Through thoughts and dreams
Of such different people
A lost sound beats
Like a fading pulse
In a kaleidoscope of days
Faces have mixed up
To merge again
With a pattern of a new day
Sunsets and sunrises
Eight cardinal directions
Everything is passing me by again

Time is running through my fingers like water
The sun is swirling across the sky
Again I will take a step into nowhere
Beyond the horizon

By the dried-up sea
Where dreams are born
There is no joy, no sorrow
And I am waiting for spring to come

It's all a bluff

Joy and anger
Of such different people
An alien game is being woven
From morning to morning
In a kaleidoscope of days
Streets, people and birds
And someone is dreaming of someone else
Towards the morning of a new day
Sunsets and sunrises
Eight cardinal directions
Everything is passing me by again

Time is running through my fingers like water
Swirls across the the sun in the sky
Again I will take a step into nowhere
Beyond the horizon

At the dried-up sea
Where dreams are born
There is no joy, no sorrow
And I am waiting for the arrival of spring

Time runs through my fingers like water
The sun is circling across the sky
Again I will take a step into nowhere
Beyond the horizon

At the dried-up sea
Where dreams are born
There is no joy, no sorrow
And I am waiting for the arrival of spring