Ambition is a weird thing, It's always out of sight It's like walking through fog at night <...> Like the fog at night it's just out of your reach But always in your sight
Ambition is a weird thing, It's always out of sight It's like walking through fog at night <...> Like the fog at night it's just out of your reach But always in your sight
Ты у меня одна, словно в ночи луна, Словно в степи сосна, словно в году весна. Нету другой такой, ни за какой рекой, Нет за туманами, дальними странами...