In the sunset fire As if blessed by angels, The city's shedding its hide. With a moony smile Sent to every stranger I fly...
...Up to the 100th floor With the speed of light I can open up the door To ever-lasting flight
At the end of day I'm in doubt about where to go I look at the dizzying birds' flight. Want a secret place, I feel kind of vertigo Tonight…
Stare and wait, Close to the edge Stretching out my arms to the sunset Which is gonna fade Through the last stage To the music of the horizon
Take my wings It's the dance of vertigo This aggressive city captures me no more. No more! I can feel my heart ablaze Just the wind to my face Listen to the music of the horizon!
Like in slow motion film – From the top of a skyscraper – Acting its everyday trap, City boils far beneath, And in shade of an uptake I stand…
Rusty-purple sky – Like a mirrored bathroom, With dissolving clouds of blood… And a silent cry Suddenly tears my numb throat Apart.
Take my wings It's the dance of vertigo This aggressive city captures me no more. No more! I can feel my heart ablaze Just the wind to my face Listen to the music of the horizon!
...we cannot but cherish hope For the sun to rise on And listen to the music of the horizon.