Carrying awful weight of days bygone is never fun.
Back in greener years I would be crazy, happy, glad like a newborn.
And of course you’ve heard of Easy Rider, am I right?
Do you know the news? This guy is getting back in town tomorrow.
Nothing ever falls to nowhere
Even when our life is throwing
Us to deadly turn.
Please chin up, eyes wide, regain faith
‘Cause your love’s still here and waving
From the window of the high fifth floor.
Steamships are about to reach the port of Timbuktu
For the tribe of natives to meet them with glee and red ties again on.
Meanwhile Alice just sat down to daydream with a book.
She’s again sixteen – in Leningrad it’s no use fighting the time zone.*
Christine’s birthday celebration,
Fruit and books with pink carnations,
Noise and joyful rush.
Nothing ever falls to nowhere,
Dive inside your heart and find there
Love and beauty that’s so lush.
Nothing ever falls to nowhere,
Dive inside your heart and find there
Love and beauty that’s so lush.
Nothing ever falls to nowhere
Even when our life is throwing
Us to deadly turn.
Please chin up, eyes wide, regain faith
‘Cause your love’s still here and waving
From the window of the high fifth floor.
Your love’s still waiting on the high fifth floor…
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*Долго думала над этой строчкой, думала вместо Leningrad на современный манер вставить Petersburg, да и вообще отсылка к "Ленинградскому времени" куда-то ушла в итоге. Трудная песня, но очень уж хотелось с ней немного поиграть, ибо мысли были давненько уже.