Either next to the driver, or in a cramped compartment -
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I wander through life in a great country.
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Behind kilometers of broken strings,
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Ahead are mirages of unidentified moons.
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I'm going, I'm going, I'm going, I'm going
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Rivers, steppes, mountains and fields…
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I saw yesterday in your eyes
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A balloon is a globe in the sky...
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Gatherings with friends, a fleeting romance ...
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Do not throw away, mom, my suitcase:
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I'll sit for a while and go again -
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Looks like I'm looking for something and can't find it...
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I'm going, I'm going, I'm going, I'm going
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Rivers, steppes, mountains and fields…
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The balloon will show me the way
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I will come to you someday...
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Don't care about the weather as long as the motor is good.
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Look back - sign the verdict ...
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Time has not expired on your golden ones,
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And I stare through the night at the windshield.
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I'm going, I'm going, I'm going, I'm going
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Rivers, steppes, mountains and fields…
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Give me cigarettes for the road
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To compose another verse.
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I'm going, I'm going, I'm going, I'm going
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Rivers. |
steppes, mountains and fields ...
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The balloon will show me the way
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I will come to you someday... |