[Chorus]
Between these walls, I hear a cry
I hear a bell, and I don't know where I’ll be tomorrow
Again the ticket, again the change of time and
I don't know where I'll be tomorrow
Between these walls, I hear a cry
I hear a bell, and I don’t know where I'll be tomorrow
Again, ticket, time again, and
I don't know where I'll be tomorrow
And tomorrow is my time

[Verse 1]
A new goal will call me again
A new paragraph is a new day, a long line on the left hand
Everyone writes into the book of life the sea of ideas, whether it is a bunch of events
Hundreds of wishes or tones of dreams, or all words – carelessly written
I know, I will pedal further. Okay, I'm not of steel, and my nerves are not of metal
I will drive all the highways as fast as possible and wherever new cities are
You do not need a reason to share -
You've got grains of coffee or you mix instant coffee
How to recognize a calling when multiple interests
Let there be one stem, but branches more than ten
You tear yourself up, you choosing your side
And how to share your time equally

[Bridge]
The deeper root in the soil, and harder to cut the ends
And how no to bind yourself to things that make no sense, no price
How not to pull the blanket of past, and let everything without insult
So often I see a tempting way, but I understand - it is not mine
[Chorus]
Between these walls, I hear a cry
I hear a bell, and I don't know where I'll be tomorrow
Again the ticket, again the change of time and
I don’t know where I’ll be tomorrow
Between these walls, I hear a cry
I hear a bell, and I don't know where I’ll be tomorrow
Again, ticket, time again, and
I don't know where I'll be tomorrow
And tomorrow is my time

[Verse 2]
A river in the porthole flows towards the equator
Earth and time are hidden in the clouds, and I add my impressions to the jar
This is not the end. My life is like telekinesis
Someone has power, and I can do without - again on the map I am drawing a cross
I know, ahead of me is water and the shores, the sounds and the hertz, and the fountain of people
And I'm already standing - on Sunday or Wednesday, in the morning or in the evening, in the even number or not
Sometimes, just a step prevents you from updating your inner world
I’m just trying to free my trunk from sick and broken twigs
The days fly by in a single stream
Winters and summers are getting exhausted
I will leave home hundreds of times
To be useful in this life

[Bridge]
The days fly by in a single stream
Winters and summers are getting exhausted
I will leave home hundreds of times
To be useful in this life
[Chorus]
Between these walls, I hear a cry
I hear a bell, and I don't know where I'll be tomorrow
Again the ticket, again the change of time and
I don't know where I'll be tomorrow
Between these walls, I hear a cry
I hear a bell, and I don't know where I'll be tomorrow
Again, ticket, time again, and
I don't know where I'll be tomorrow
And tomorrow is my time