[Verse 1]
Drifting
The dance of the landscape
And in the clouds
The cutout
Of a whirlwind with shipwrecks
Drifting

[Verse 2]
Always on our way
Again we're on our way
Somebody plays the drum
Somebody plays the flute
Like water leaping from a waterfall
We're on our way

[Chorus]
And soon
In the cradle
Another little gypsy
Who will play the piano
For the hobos
In the bars on the moon

[Verse 3]
Somersault
Suddenly it's raining
Light all over the place
And then all at once
We're three improbable clowns
Doing somersaults
[Chorus]
We skim along
In the coach
Of a train that's perpеtually expanding
Like the univеrse:
High in the air
A compass-card
Points toward new shores
Drifting