My friends, start making pauses in the words,
Pronouncing and falling silent over,
So that the meaning of the verbs
Would sound better, deeper when they’re slower.
My friends, start making pauses in the words…

My friends, begin make pauses in your ways,
And look around carefully and sober,
So that you wouldn’t go astray
And walk the wrong path twice in your endeavors.
My friends, begin make pauses in your ways…

Oh, let’s just make the silence all the day.
We are too fond of our own speeches.
And that is why we miserably fail
To hear our friends when they’re trying to reach us.
Oh, let’s just make the silence all the day…

And in this silence, we would see, of course,
How far apart we were creating hurdles.
And dreaming we were riding on a horse
We just kept running pointlessly in circles.
While dreaming we were riding on a horse…

How we believed things happened on their own,
How we considered ourselves the chosen.
Expecting life would take the lucky turn,
And happiness would wait around the corner.
Bestowed on us would be the lucky turn…