Текст песни Züri - Sophie Hunger

It′s four in the morning, a beer on the shore
We're waiting for glory no waiting for more
It′s four in the morning and the streets have our name
This city is ours and this is the game
It's four in the morning and here comes the push
The longing desire, the tickle, the wish
And it's four in the morning and the rush wouldn′t leave
The rush in your blood that doesn′t believe
That we might be wrong
We might be wrong
We might be wrong
Everything doesn't mean anything at all
I′ll lend your hunger a quiet release
For all your desires might manage to breathe
And the beating will turn its eyes off your head
And the pressure will turn into walking ahead
'Cause we might be wrong
We might be wrong
We might be wrong
And everything doesn′t mean anything at all
It's four in the morning, a beer on the shore
We′re waiting for glory no waiting for more
And it's four in the morning and we still won't go home
Still chasing the dragons but dancing alone