It's like a thunder without rain
Or like a week without sunday
Or like a book without last page
You want to buy and have to pay
A storm without rain
Without any destruction
It's a good old game
Million pleasures, but no satisfaction
Storm takes your desires
And all expectations
It would happen anyway
It's the only way to lose your frustration
It's like a thunder without rain
Or like a week without sunday
Or like a book without last page
You want to buy and have to pay
And you can feel without a touch,
And you can hear without speakers.
Of course, you'll see without TV,
And we will run without sneakers.
Red, red sky,
And Atlants are swimming by.
The same mistakes,
Different time and different place.
Red, red sky,
And Atlants are swimming by.
The same mistakes,
Different time and different place.
It's like a thunder without rain
Or like a week without sunday
Or like a book without last page
You want to buy and have to pay
And you can feel without a touch,
And you can hear without speakers.
Of course, you'll see without TV,
And we will run without sneakers.
One song is over,
Another one in .
The more you know, the more you know,
You try to forget.
Yeah, heaven and earth,
There will be no winners.
As we all are sleaves,
And we are, we are sad sinners.
It's like a thunder without rain
Or like a week without sunday
Or like a book without last page
You want to buy and have to pay
And you can feel without a touch,
And you will hear without speakers.
Of course, you'll see without TV,
And we will run without sneakers.
