Lunopark is leaving and I want to go with him.
I'm so annoyed, those who teach and smoke.
Smoke of empty promises and simple cigarettes.
I dream about the moon, but there is no moon nearby.
It's good there.
There are lunar craters, there, next to the equator, we will find a beach for ourselves.
It's good there.
There, moon girls, their moon boys, are tattooed.
Lunopark is leaving - so it's time for him.
I accompany him from morning to morning.
He leaves me, I won’t fall asleep again.
Lunopark leaves, as always, to the moon.
It's good there.
There are lunar craters, there, next to the equator, we will find a beach for ourselves.
It's good there.
There, moon girls, their moon boys, are tattooed.
It's good there.
There are always green, lovers walk, people from heaven.
It's good there.
And you are already there.
And also here.
Lunopark is leaving and I want to go with him.
I'm so annoyed, those who teach and smoke.
It's good there.
There are lunar craters, there, next to the equator, we will find a beach for ourselves.
It's good there.
There, moon girls, their moon boys, are tattooed.
It's good there.
There are always green, lovers walk, people from heaven.
It's good there.
And you are already there ...
And here too ...
