Eldo - Plaża

The idols already disappeared, heroines of the past war
came out from the human memory, their fame took the sea
New ones, thought they still shine , on the firmament of the sky
like us, they'll change in sand, which the downpour will wash away
In the books anyone will mention, people doesn't want to read
This is the world of the burlesque, Here cannot hear a voice of rationality yet
Nowadays is cool, easy, super, bomb... They mared a seriousness
Justice has eyes and a cash register, Basic worths burned like a paper
I sat down on this bank, water was soothing a pain of the trip
I was hearing the shouts of seagulls and I saw in it the people
who louder, who better, it's the neverending race
in these times when a cunning and a flair, are a base of the ethics
I looked in myself the similar ones, for that it hurts so much
To not to go mad, it's necessary to escape in solitude
So many people similar to us, believed in the ideal world
today there's nothing, we are alone on this beach

We lose a hope, going against the current so strong
hand in hand with the audacity, you know, ourselves against all
it's not a series, there a hope had died
This world is mockery, I prefer to shine or burn like a match
Flash for a while at least, to warm the chill of this night
Maybe I'll give a life, energy for gain a sense
in the city, where every corner is sticked persistently by civilisation
someone forgot about this world, didn't send us a light
and thought an awerness, that I am standing on something firm
I feel something like a sand on the beach, no one will forbid me to dream
to roam so long till I'll find a sence and calm
Finding that, what was once stigmatized like a madness
Finding the God, safety and restoring a nobility
This Technopolis troubles me
Drains with the blood a sense, world's wealth increases
but a human disappears more and more
Only in the dreams I'm not here
And only in the dreams I feel a gladness
I'm opening the eyes and instead of beach - the city again

I want you to hear these words, I ask for one, let
Find in youself the strenght of the good, of the knowledge and mind
Stay in the momentum, nobody minds what for they run
If for the happiness for sure, maybe nothing but run is sense of the run
Nothing is certain, still I ask again and again as well
I find these ways to take a flight like the Icarus someday
On the wings of this freedom
And if I have to fall then I will fall like him
but I will be happy because I really lived.