Helen
Forget we don't have home
A place to hide ourselves
And we don't have a bed
To put exhausted bodies
A place to hide ourselves
And we don't have a bed
To put exhausted bodies
Wake up, it's time to run
The sun is almost shining
Take dusty bag, my only one
The all we own - is nothing
When you're 17 - you know everything
When you're 17 - you want everything
When you're 17 - you make everything
When you're 17 - you are everything
Look up - the birds are free
Like two of us, believe me
The way is long, it has no end
We're chasing wind and seasons.
Your hair's long, you look so lucky
And holding hands we wade...
Through mystic world and cosmic landscape
We're loving souls that fade