It's like a thunder without rain   Or like a week without sunday   Or like a book without last page   You want to buy and have to pay      A storm without rain   Without any destruction   It's a good old game   Million pleasures, but no satisfaction      Storm takes your desires   And all expectations   It would happen anyway   It's the only way to lose your frustration      It's like a thunder without rain   Or like a week without sunday   Or like a book without last page   You want to buy and have to pay   And you can feel without a touch,   And you can hear without speakers.   Of course, you'll see without TV,   And we will run without sneakers.      Red, red sky,   And Atlants are swimming by.   The same mistakes,   Different time and different place.      Red, red sky,   And Atlants are swimming by.   The same mistakes,   Different time and different place.      It's like a thunder without rain   Or like a week without sunday   Or like a book without last page   You want to buy and have to pay   And you can feel without a touch,   And you can hear without speakers.   Of course, you'll see without TV,   And we will run without sneakers.      One song is over,   Another one in .   The more you know, the more you know,   You try to forget.   Yeah, heaven and earth,   There will be no winners.   As we all are sleaves,   And we are, we are sad sinners.      It's like a thunder without rain   Or like a week without sunday   Or like a book without last page   You want to buy and have to pay   And you can feel without a touch,   And you will hear without speakers.   Of course, you'll see without TV,   And we will run without sneakers.