Seems to me now That the dreams we had before Are all dead, nothing more Than confetti on the floor It's the end of a decade In another ten years time Who can say what we'll find What lies waiting down the line In the end of eighty-nine... (c) ABBA Так из 79-го мы быстро переместились в 89-ый, а затем в 99-ый, а теперь - через тридцать лет - опять поём и поём о том же:)