| Song | Could It Be (Nebudem ztrácet cas) |
| Artist | Le Monde |
| Album | Vzducholod |
| 作曲 : Fider, Jakslová, Malar, Wilson | |
| Last night he could not make it | |
| He tried hard but could not make it | |
| Last night he could not make it | |
| On a holiday | |
| For many miles | |
| Looking for a place to stay | |
| Near some friendly star | |
| He found this mote | |
| And now we wonder where we are | |
| How could this so great | |
| Turn so shitty | |
| He ended up in army crates | |
| And photographs in files | |
| His tiny boat | |
| Sparked as he turned to grazed our city | |
| I started driving on the motorway | |
| I was feeling down | |
| Last night he could not make it | |
| Last night he could not make it | |
| He tried hard but he could not make it | |
| Last night he could not make it | |
| On a holiday | |
| So many miles | |
| Looking for a place to stay | |
| Near some friendly star | |
| He found this mote | |
| And now we wonder | |
| How could this so great | |
| Turn so shitty | |
| He ended up in army crates | |
| And photographs in files | |
| His tiny boat | |
| Sparked as he grazed it | |
| He started heading for the motorway | |
| And he came right now. |
| zuò qǔ : Fider, Jakslová, Malar, Wilson | |
| Last night he could not make it | |
| He tried hard but could not make it | |
| Last night he could not make it | |
| On a holiday | |
| For many miles | |
| Looking for a place to stay | |
| Near some friendly star | |
| He found this mote | |
| And now we wonder where we are | |
| How could this so great | |
| Turn so shitty | |
| He ended up in army crates | |
| And photographs in files | |
| His tiny boat | |
| Sparked as he turned to grazed our city | |
| I started driving on the motorway | |
| I was feeling down | |
| Last night he could not make it | |
| Last night he could not make it | |
| He tried hard but he could not make it | |
| Last night he could not make it | |
| On a holiday | |
| So many miles | |
| Looking for a place to stay | |
| Near some friendly star | |
| He found this mote | |
| And now we wonder | |
| How could this so great | |
| Turn so shitty | |
| He ended up in army crates | |
| And photographs in files | |
| His tiny boat | |
| Sparked as he grazed it | |
| He started heading for the motorway | |
| And he came right now. |