Time is trying to catch my hand, I’m really sorry but it looks like sand It’s like a mirror you burn it to ashes And watch yourself with pleasure of killer in hell Hey, what else do I have?! Father, my father has told me that I am to believe in And that’s what I do Believe in my way – no matter how far is my top I know exactly it is somewhere near Hey, what else do I have?!
Chorus:
Believe in my way I know exactly The top is waiting I know exactly It is near Time is trying to catch my hand and I feel sorrow – I’m getting old I miss that boy, he was so romantic, and he has a lot of dreams He was alone Hey, what else do I have?!