Текст песни лунце - дети севера

we ran to the warm sea
and looked for peace in the foam of the wave,
washing down any grief
alcoholized water
we ran from black, white, gray,
we were looking for other colors,
but we remain children of the north
we are always drawn from here to here.
we will always be closer to the gray sky
and the rare sun overhead
we will strive where we have not been
and eventually come home again.
we're tied to this damn place
we misunderstood the word love,
we will make the salty sea fresh,
to make fresh food salty again
we feel so good when we feel bad
we feel so bad when we feel good
we are echoes of the coming era
we are echoes of what has passed
there must be at least something forever in life,
we search outside, we find inside,
the children of the north saw infinity,
matured as children