Active spirit in my heart was destructive and powerless.
He wandered searching for food, but he found noting.
Now he is small essence, hopelessly inutile and sick.
He asks forgiveness from me, but I’ve got nothing to forgive.

It’s beautiful sun
It’s beautiful sun
What the hell you’re doing now (x4)

Clap me on a shoulder again. Tell me that I’m your friend.
Say that you regret for us so we both could be free
We are able to fall down, but we cannot rise again.
When will it all terminate? I cannot wait any more!

It’s beautiful sun
It’s beautiful sun
What the hell you’re doing now (x4)

When the person is afraid he recalls there is a God
The fear lives in each of us and we try to escape from it.
It is very difficult. It takes away all forces.
Soon everyone will understand, that it is useless.

It’s beautiful sun
It’s beautiful sun
What the hell you’re doing now (x4)