One, two, three, we run into the sky .... We catch dreams with warm boats, and it seems there is enough light and pulls to fly ... And spinning in time with the evil river and running through the veins ...
And the water blows us away like dust, or we don’t have anything to remember and nothing to live for. And time will scatter us like dust, and we disappear. One two three.
One, two, three wings we scorch ... We look down, but we don’t see the height, and it seems we still have time, and we can fly, and go crazy, and an evil river runs through the veins ...
And the water takes us away like dust, or why not remember us, and there is nothing to live. And time will not wait, and will not forgive, it runs away two times three ...
And I disappear, and I disappear, I disappear, I disappear, I disappear ....
Even the tide, and maybe the ice will melt, and you and I ... And the water blows us away like dust, and we have nothing to remember, and nothing lives on, it will touch us again, will blow us away like a cry: One Two Three. ...
