My great trip
A receipt in hand, like a pass into the void.
You used to say happiness is where we aren't expected,
But I searched for the answer in a foreign port.
Cold light pierces the retina of the eyes,
We are departing right now.
Припев
My big journey,
A route for a flight with no return.
To a synthetic chord,
I am forever leaving this board.
Artificial dawn, a mirrored horizon,
I open my transparent umbrella.
Yesterday I saw mannequins dancing,
Tired eyes are hiding in the shop windows.
We leave these faded walls,
Pressing the "counterclockwise" button.
A random glance, currency exchange at the terminal,
We have never lied to ourselves so deeply.
Припев
My big journey,
A route for a flight with no return.
To a synthetic chord,
I am forever leaving this board.
Artificial dawn, a mirrored horizon,
I open my transparent umbrella.
Footsteps stamp the rhythm like a metronome.
Strange faces, an unfamiliar home.
Words lose weight when you fly so high,
Being alone is now so fabulously easy.
You know, I never believed in these paper maps.
Meridian lines are just a fiction.
They always lead back to you anyway.
But today... today I break the rules of geometry.
Припев
My big journey,
A route for a flight with no return.
To a melancholic chord,
I am forever leaving this board.
Artificial dawn, a mirrored horizon,
I open my transparent umbrella.
Stop on demand.
But no one is demanding.
My big.
Big.
Journey.
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