Текст песни
The ice breaks and the spring brings another affection.
Trains go again to any direction
And someone is waiting for their arrival,
But who and where? What’s the purpose, I wonder?
The ice breaks, and the earth as a sphere
Is completing its circle, all the paths adhere,
But who is waiting for you, in the lands of unknown,
Where do they light beacons by shores of their own?
The ice breaks, and the melting at dawn
Will tell me again that the time has come.
To be more precise, there’s no time,
Only water and ice and a seed that shall sprout.
Bird after bird, soar higher and beyond,
I dream to get letters from those who fond,
To sing and to know that someone might heard.
Bird after bird, bird after bird.
The ice breaks, and the melting at dawn
Will tell me again that the time has come.
To be more precise, there’s no time,
Only water and ice and a seed that shall sprout.
The ice breaks, and the melting at dawn
Will tell me again that the time has come.
To be more precise, there’s no time,
Only water and ice and a seed that shall sprout.
The ice breaks, and the earth as a sphere
Is completing its circle, all the paths adhere,
But who is waiting for you, in the lands of unknown,
Where do they light beacons by shores of their own?
