I. Electric light – is this substitute of love? A death – deliverance from pain. And dead leaves – it’s beginning of my wanderings. But someone press down on me –blind me again.
Love is the shadows on the sunrise Madness suppose we do so, Splendid whisperings became cries And dreams were cracked like thin ice.
How can you live with the taste of my kiss on your lips? Who can explain stranger's faces and moonshine? Get down my love, we’ve finished a lie. And only TV gives to you some love, some warm And nobody believe in my soul storm
II. Distant bells – is this arrival of the end? A wind – a portion of fresh air. And dry sands – it’s beginnings of my loneliness. And someone blinds me with a lifeless glare.
III. Wrong way – is this refuge from troubles? An ice – a frozen dropped tear And dead leaves – it’s beginning of my wanderings. But someone press down on me - they make me fear