It's like a thunder without rain,
And like a week without Sunday,
Oh, like a book without last page,
You want to buy a happy faith
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,
And like a week without Sunday,
Oh, like a book without last page,
You want to buy a happy faith
And you can feel without a touch,
And you can hear without sleepers
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,
And like a week without Sunday,
Oh, like a book without last page,
You want to buy a happy faith
And you can feel without a touch,
And you can hear without sleepers
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 slaves,
And we are, we are sad sinners
It's like a thunder without rain,
And like a week without Sunday,
Oh, like a book without last page,
You want to buy a happy faith
And you can feel without a touch,
And you will hear without sleepers
Of course, you'll see without TV,
And we will run without sneakers.