Reaching the skies from the ground   We won�t be able now   Like written words on sand   Popular Happiness Formula      All has been sung and drunk, different people   Closing their eyes   There, slivers of bitter tears   There, fragments of happy holidays      Measuring space and distances   Trying to understand   One more year, one more station   It�s already missing me      Growing from lost to love   3 calls and a telegram   Between those two songs   Half a comedy and a drama      Nights, Verona, words and glances   Voices in the dark   Life�s brighter side goes unnoticed    Maybe, it�s all we deserve�      Measuring space and distances   Trying to understand   One more year, one more station   It�s already missing me      Growing from habit to height   Half the Ostankinskaya Tower   Crossings, ferries, bridges   From tomorrow�s to yesterday�s shore      Crossing from Russia to Australia   Only a chorus and a verse   We didn�t ask for anything in return   Violating all rules, all laws      Measuring space and distances   Trying to understand   One more year, one more station   It�s already missing me