Time of the Moon - t.A.T.u.

We’re killing space and wasting time

And dying hard and spilling beans

We’re moving fast on intuition

In the world of stupid things

We are the flyers, no return and

No regrets and no delay

Into the frenzy, this is crazy

Burning wheels to get away

Time of the moon

In the sky

Cloud is breaking

Voice of the doom

For the birds

In the making

The time is wasted

On intuition

We are the flyers

Into the frenzy

We’re spilling bids

On stupid things

With no delay

We get away

Time of the moon

In the sky

Cloud is breaking

Voice of the doom

For the birds

In the making

No destination is the way

We’re talking of accelerate

Get rid of garbage--yes, you may

They draw the bridge, but it’s too late

We are the final revelation

Shooting through the burning sky

Abandoned cargo hits the ground

On broken wings we are flying high