I was looking through the window
On a traffic jam below.
If you'll ask me "What 're you look at?"
I will answer "I don't know"
I was looking through the window
I was think about my road.
If you'll ask me "How it will be?'
I will answer "I don't know"
I was looking through the window
At the perfect morning sky.
It was sunrise. I was asking
Myself "Dear, who am I?"
It was sunrise. It was morning.
It was excellent, but why?
Why I'm scared and why I'm hurrying?
- I can't answer, who am I...
I don t know
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