It depends on us

The wind carries memories of a time,
That seems so far away,
but it will better for all of us.

The days will pass before you'll notice,
and you wish they wouldn't slip away,
but yet, it not depends on us.

Try to imagine, even for a moment,
A place, a piece of land in the south.
It could be paradise for you,
But that, you know, depends on us.

It seems like the world shines,
in a colourfull play,
but the wind has blew away.

The days will pass,
that what I say.
But yet, don't wait for another day.

Try to imagine, even for a moment,
A place, a piece of land in the south.
It could be paradise for you,
But that, you know, depends on us.

Try to imagine, even for a moment,
A place with trees and lake, in the south.
This is a paradise for me and you,
but that, you know, depends on us.

Try to imagine, even for a moment,
A place, a piece of land in the south.
It could be paradise for you,
But that, you know, depends on us.