Yeah
I'll go down to the little river
To meet the falling stars.
Catch them with my open
Hands and hold them like they're ours
I'll fill my shirt with sparks
Of light, these glowing drops of fire
Then dance with joy until
I die
With happiness
And tie a chain to the rainbow
Through the sky.
Fly high above the clouds and the message on the radio, "Goodbye, my native town yeah.
Oh, yeah yeah vesna
I won't chase my troubles away.
They'll
Jump out of me instead.
I'll go down to the little river
To meet the falling stars.
Catch them with my open
Hands and hold them like they're ours
I'll fill my shirt with sparks
Of light, these glowing drops of fire
Then dance with joy until
I die
With happiness
And tie a chain to the rainbow
Through the sky.
Fly high above the clouds and the message on the radio, "Goodbye, my native town yeah.
Oh, yeah yeah vesna
I won't chase my troubles away.
They'll
Jump out of me instead.