Текст песни Марс - Ямайка

There in Jamaica, in torn shirts,
Somewhere under the sky, on the shore,
Waves gently smoke carelessly
Stories melt away, go to one.

Chorus:
Someday I'll go there
Someday, light the cities
And maybe I won’t return
I’m lost, let it be, let it be.

Somewhere on the roof, closer to God,
Draw the night and the sea of cinema
We are not actors, not directors
And everyone plays himself.

Chorus.