Lyrics:

A city without a country Traveling at the cold ocean Carrying the spiritless Creatures of its era Expectations and hopes Sheltered in a few bodies What a heavy load For the floating city of sun The pure souls of The brave volunteers It's only fuel The loss of their dignity Their precious reward The Floating city of sun A heaven to its passengers The living hell of Its few followers When the journey came to its end No one was there to say the farewell Just the brave volunteers Who accompained it in the abyss