дым [dym] [English translation]

Blindfold harder, don't be afraid,

The entrances to the wagon don't ask anything about us,

Let's talk about something seriously,

Let's release the smoke directly into the air

Where does the smoke lead us? Where are all these people running to?

What about these days? Where we are not, and we won't be,

Where does the smoke lead us? Where are all these people running to?

What about these days? Where we are not, and we won't be,

Where does the smoke lead the two of us?

Where is our everyday life running to? leaving behind

Empty words and moments of these verses,

A drunken rumor and a forgotten love,

We fly through the clouds, staring blankly ahead,

We'll say "hello" or "goodbye"

The cigarette's smoke lead us there,

Where there are not problems, and you're not,

You drag me back to you,

Your wet eyes just are.. a child's whim,

A child's whim, a child's whim.

Your wet eyes just are..

Blindfold harder, don't be afraid,

The entrances to the wagon don't ask anything about us,

Let's talk about something seriously,

Let's release the smoke directly into the air

Where does the smoke lead us? Where are all these people running to?

What about these days? Where we are not, and we won't be,

Where does the smoke lead us? Where are all these people running to?

What about these days? Where we are not, and we won't be,

But the smoke carries us further and further,

And you are still crying, and crying, and crying,

But you hide your tears from him again,

And for you he's still the same boy

The wind carries us somewhere far away

There higher than the clouds, where the horizon is not visible,

Where you cannot see roofs, walls, roofs.

It won't be easy for us,

Offline contacts, unhappy, but we're together now,

And it is up to us who plays on your player,

And this sadness behind the window does not give us peace,

And this way it works directly like in a movie,

But we just have to be together

And it is so little for us, just to be together.

Where does the smoke lead us? Where are all these people running to?

What about these days? Where we are not, and we won't be,

Where does the smoke lead us? Where are all these people running to?

What about these days? Where we are not, and we won't be.

• Artist:qontrast