How time again crawls slowly like a tortoise,
how the night again sets slowly, slowly,
how the rain again knocks on the roof,
it again doesn't matter to be alone, alone.
Yes, again the days are returning to us,
the long, sad days,
again I'll lie down alone, empty in the clouds,
come back, the good days!
The sky is covered in a sea of colours
and the sun paints circles,
the eyes light up like lanterns,
someone outside is stepping on the leaves.
Yes, again the days are returning to us,
the long, sad days,
again I'll lie down alone, empty in the clouds,
come back, the good days!
(the dance clip starts here)
Again the floats are rising, the same stories
that I heard when I was still small.
A big turtle spins delicate webs,
oh that someone would drive away the jackal.
Yes, again the days are returning to us,
the long, sad days,
again I'll lie down alone, empty in the clouds,
come back, the good days! |
