| Song | Ukraine Ways |
| Artist | Renaissance |
| Album | Camera Camera |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Camp, Dunford | |
| I can hear brazilian love songs, more every day | |
| They seem stronger on the wind--you don't seem so far away | |
| Someday i'm going to be there, someday i'll be | |
| Standing on your highest mountain looking out across the sea | |
| No longer here so cold and tired | |
| I'm getting out today from ukraine ways | |
| From my childhood i've seen pictures, don't say a word | |
| Decadent scenes of smiling people half the way across the world | |
| When you live each day in colours of stone and gray | |
| Feelings start to rise within you--steal the chance and get away | |
| Much stronger now, i feel so inspired | |
| I'm getting out today from ukraine ways | |
| I can feel your rhythm deep within me | |
| I can see your people dance | |
| Here i stand in the ice and snow | |
| Warm where the cold winds blow | |
| Colours that flash through my mind when i'm dreaming | |
| Soon will be seen with these eyes of my own | |
| Tropical days are the things that i live for | |
| No more ukraine ways | |
| Instrumental | |
| I can feel your rhythm deep within me | |
| I can see your people dance | |
| Here i stand in the ice and snow | |
| Warm where the cold winds blow | |
| Colours that flash through my mind when i'm dreaming | |
| Soon will be seen with these eyes of my own | |
| Tropical days are the things that i live for | |
| No more ukraine ways |
| zuo ci : Camp, Dunford | |
| I can hear brazilian love songs, more every day | |
| They seem stronger on the windyou don' t seem so far away | |
| Someday i' m going to be there, someday i' ll be | |
| Standing on your highest mountain looking out across the sea | |
| No longer here so cold and tired | |
| I' m getting out today from ukraine ways | |
| From my childhood i' ve seen pictures, don' t say a word | |
| Decadent scenes of smiling people half the way across the world | |
| When you live each day in colours of stone and gray | |
| Feelings start to rise within yousteal the chance and get away | |
| Much stronger now, i feel so inspired | |
| I' m getting out today from ukraine ways | |
| I can feel your rhythm deep within me | |
| I can see your people dance | |
| Here i stand in the ice and snow | |
| Warm where the cold winds blow | |
| Colours that flash through my mind when i' m dreaming | |
| Soon will be seen with these eyes of my own | |
| Tropical days are the things that i live for | |
| No more ukraine ways | |
| Instrumental | |
| I can feel your rhythm deep within me | |
| I can see your people dance | |
| Here i stand in the ice and snow | |
| Warm where the cold winds blow | |
| Colours that flash through my mind when i' m dreaming | |
| Soon will be seen with these eyes of my own | |
| Tropical days are the things that i live for | |
| No more ukraine ways |
| zuò cí : Camp, Dunford | |
| I can hear brazilian love songs, more every day | |
| They seem stronger on the windyou don' t seem so far away | |
| Someday i' m going to be there, someday i' ll be | |
| Standing on your highest mountain looking out across the sea | |
| No longer here so cold and tired | |
| I' m getting out today from ukraine ways | |
| From my childhood i' ve seen pictures, don' t say a word | |
| Decadent scenes of smiling people half the way across the world | |
| When you live each day in colours of stone and gray | |
| Feelings start to rise within yousteal the chance and get away | |
| Much stronger now, i feel so inspired | |
| I' m getting out today from ukraine ways | |
| I can feel your rhythm deep within me | |
| I can see your people dance | |
| Here i stand in the ice and snow | |
| Warm where the cold winds blow | |
| Colours that flash through my mind when i' m dreaming | |
| Soon will be seen with these eyes of my own | |
| Tropical days are the things that i live for | |
| No more ukraine ways | |
| Instrumental | |
| I can feel your rhythm deep within me | |
| I can see your people dance | |
| Here i stand in the ice and snow | |
| Warm where the cold winds blow | |
| Colours that flash through my mind when i' m dreaming | |
| Soon will be seen with these eyes of my own | |
| Tropical days are the things that i live for | |
| No more ukraine ways |