Elizaveta – Ordinary Life

If I could, then I would
give you the stars that hang up high
but I’m just a human who dreams of floating in the sky
that doesn’t care if I’m alive
free from this ordinary life

Is it a joke, is it a game, is it a picture in a frame?
Is it a dream, is it a race to an imaginary place,
that no one reaches in the end?

No matter how we try

I hurt you, desert you, and still you come back to remain
and I should be kinder, I should be mindful of your pain
the things we did to feel alive
free from this ordinary life

Is it a joke, is it a game, is it a picture in a frame?
Is it a dream, is it a race to an imaginary place?
How do we know why we are here? Why we are bound to disappear?

Is it a joke, or is it a game, is it a picture in a frame
that someone painted long ago?
Oh, I guess we’ll never really know
I guess we’ll never know

Is it a joke, is it a game, is it a picture in a frame?
Is it a dream, is it a race to an imaginary place?
How do we know why we are here? Why we are bound to disappear?

Is it a joke, or is it a game?
Could it be true that we’re all the same?
Like all those people long ago?
I guess I’ll never really know.
I guess I’ll never really know.