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Everyone travel far
Looking far a sweet future
And only I wake up in the morning
And take (bus) line 5 to the sea

The bus is full of smoke
Two old ladies and a ticket man
Someone wrote on a concrete wall
"Where`s the country* and where`s the vision"**
Where`s the country and where`s the concrete

The birds sing/ are singing to me good morning
Maybe I can fly with far far away
Fly and not fall

Everyone travel, far away they travel
searching and trying
well, maybe I`m exaggerating
Pap Pap Shubap...

The birds...