| It’s over |
| I’m not waiting for the spring |
| The bridge is closed |
| No smoke seen but the fire’s burning |
| The sun is rising but nothing’s lightened |
| No smoke seen but the fire’s burning |
| No smoke seen but the fire’s burning |
| The rails flow together |
| The road is disappearing again |
| No smoke seen but the fire’s burning |
| It’s over |
| What for, for what, it’s over |
| What for, for what, it’s over |
| What for, for what, it’s over |
| You sat to have a dinner, but you don`t throw a world |
| No smoke seen but the fire’s burning |
| It dawns, it shines again… you don`t throw |
| No smoke seen but the fire’s burning |
| You hide fingers in your pocket |
| No smoke seen but the fire’s burning |
| You seek a shadow on the sun |
| You find the shadow |
| No smoke seen but the fire’s burning |