[bad word] so far ahead
Just to get back to the end
There is something in our way
There is something I can’t say

There’s a wind behind everyone
It takes us through our lives
I wish I could have stayed
But this wind takes me away, away, away

One day we began
To fly again
And now we start
To fly and then [bad word] so far ahead
Just to get back to the end
There is something in our way
There is something we can’t say

There’s a wind behind everyone
It takes us through our lives
I wish we could have stayed
But this wind takes us away, away, away

Oh, where do we go in these days?
Oh, where will we land?