| Mistakes are not taught and time does not heal | 
| My voice will mute your answering machine | 
| The tape will end and maybe tomorrow | 
| You will read it yourself on the dusty asphalt, | 
| On dusty asphalt. | 
| This sun is for you, this wind is for you | 
| This is the first hello from nowhere | 
| Closing my eyes, I wanted to say: | 
| "Good morning, hello, good morning!" | 
| This sun is for you, this wind is for you | 
| This is the first hello from nowhere | 
| Closing my eyes, I wanted to say: | 
| "Good morning, hello, good morning!" | 
| Wagons to platforms, tokens to wagons | 
| Tokens will sink in empty payphones | 
| Coins to the wind, I'll get odd | 
| When your answering machine doesn't answer, | 
| When he doesn't answer | 
| This sun is for you, this wind is for you | 
| This is the first hello from nowhere | 
| Closing my eyes, I wanted to say: | 
| "Good morning, hello, good morning!" | 
| This sun is for you, this wind is for you | 
| This is the first hello from nowhere | 
| Closing my eyes, I wanted to say: | 
| "Good morning, hello, good morning!" | 
| Astrologers will lie, posters will deceive | 
| Words are like a drug "reception" - you don't hear | 
| Mistakes are not taught, minutes are not treated | 
| Your answering machine is "hello good morning" | 
| Hello, good morning | 
| This sun is for you, this wind is for you | 
| This is the first hello from nowhere | 
| Closing my eyes, I wanted to say: | 
| "Good morning, hello, good morning!" | 
| This sun is for you, this wind is for you | 
| This is the first hello from nowhere | 
| Closing my eyes, I wanted to say: | 
| "Good morning, hello, good morning!" |