See a long movie and it's felt just like oneself In the mind unfinished script get a bus to the sea Have to look for the thing which should be done Before a song end in the credit She doesn’t like winter So waiting for a new movie August Avoid a storm enter the port It’s not day in day out If it isn’t one thing, it’s another A trivial mind come to the night Broken hearts is hiding in the sand Everybody’s trying to dig that ground I hope you’re there on time It’s a bit like luck In the car to which I return from a crematory She made up her mind That is a little sad things A package of chocolate is taken out From a pocket in a green coat Probably it will rain on tomorrow That's a cause on Tuesday Walk around a puddle in the street And head on home A terrible storm At this rate pinkerton can't return It’s not day in day out If it isn’t one thing, it’s another A trivial mind come to the night Broken hearts is hiding in the sand Everybody’s trying to dig that ground I hope you’re there on time It’s a bit like luck Have to be here attentively on a the garbage days May discard an important thing This season needs attention in particular I stay up late as ever It’s not day in day out If it isn’t one thing, it’s another A trivial mind come to the night Broken hearts is hiding in the sand Everybody’s trying to dig that ground I hope you’re there on time It’s a bit like luck You should be able to surely sleep well tomorrow It’s a bit like luck
