A different version for your viewing pleasure, taken from 2002 concert.
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Thanks to Anthippi for the translation.
A straight street full of silence
Sounds of distant sirens in the sunset
The wind that blows every day
Is like our own breaths.
Two men sitting on the waterfront
Whistle singing that one song.
Old worn jeans they wear
and bang their knees to the rhythm of that song
“Are you still chasing that old dream?
Or has it faded in your heart?
In this city you are one of my last friends”.
I finally arrived in the noisy big city
The sounds of car horns echo in the sunset
I meet people I don’t know
I avoid people I don’t know.
Crowds of people that hurry back home
I stay still in the middle of the crowd
Oh! I have on a worn leather jacket
And my hands clenched in my pockets
I am still determined to uphold the dream
To not lose it in all the radiance of the big city
Walking on that noisy street today
I promise to keep our dream alive
Now I am still chasing that dream
It did not fade in my heart.
You will always be my friend
Even if you are not with me anymore.