Blindfold your eyes tight, don't be afraid.
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The vestibules of the car will not ask anything about us.
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Let's talk about something serious.
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Let's blow this smoke straight into the air.
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Where is the smoke going? |
Where are all these people running?
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What are these days for? |
Where there are no two of us and there won't be
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Where is the smoke going? |
Where are all these people running?
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What are these days for? |
Where there are no two of us and there won't be
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Where does the smoke take you and me
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Where everyday life is carried, leaving behind
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Empty words and moments of these lines
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Drunken rumor and forgotten love
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We fly into the clouds look to nowhere
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Say hello or goodbye
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Cigarette smoke carries away
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Where there are no problems, where you are not
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Again you pull me down
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Your wet eyes are just a childish whim
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child's whim child's whim
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Your wet eyes are all just
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Blindfold your eyes tight don't be afraid
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Car tambours will not ask anything about us
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Let's talk about something serious
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Let's blow this smoke straight into the air
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Where is the smoke going? |
Where are all these people running?
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What are these days for? |
Where there are no two of us and there won't be
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Where is the smoke going? |
Where are all these people running?
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What are these days for? |
Where there are no two of us and there won't be
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And the smoke carries us further and further,
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And you keep crying and crying and crying
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But you hide tears from him again
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And for you he is still the same boy
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The winds will carry us somewhere far away
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Where above the clouds where the horizon is invisible
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May it not be easy for us
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Offline contacts, depression and now we are together
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And we don't care who plays in your player
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And this sadness outside the window does not give rest
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And this image suits us just like in a movie,
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But we need it so much, just to be around
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And it's not enough for us, just to be there
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Where is the smoke going? |
Where are all these people running to?
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What are these days for? |
Where there are no two of us and there won't be.
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Where is the smoke going? |
Where are all these people running to?
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What are these days for? |
Where there are no two of us and there won't be. |