Wędrowcy~Tułacze~Zbiegi - Nadęty Balon

Are we in two?
I’m not sure

Passengers in the basket, heat up the burner in a balloon
Please take your seats, the sky voyage is about to begin
Those who are left on the the ground will stare at the sky
With thier mouths spread wide open, pulling necks in envy

So we greet the crowd with hand gesture from above
Balloon will cover their sun floating below the cloud line
Yet a child's eyes will see through the hollow glitter of the spectacle
And the lips will speak the truth of what lingers in there

Bloated me
Blown away with the wind

Emptiness, boredom and nothingness marks the trail of the sky
You’d like to lower the altitude but what when it can't be done?
The burner’s valve has fallen off, and the flame keeps roaring on

Bloated me
Blown away with the wind

The pressure won’t drop before there’s enough fuel in the backup
And balloon easily drifts where the wind carries it
The Pilot jumps, the rest follows, they all believe in the stroke of luck
That they won’t fall into volcano beneath their feet

Yet a child’s eyes captured swarm of the parachutes
Lips mercilessly silent, though he could have blown it off
Over the crater, but you can only hear a queit laughter

Blown away with the wind