If you do, do not scream
If you do not see the gleam
Then I'ts late To stay alive
Whoever wins – will he get the prize?
But if you will, you will scream
And if you feel, feel the stream
For me and You, it won't be easy
Carry the fire through the den of winds.
Life without you
And I won't be true
Be forever suffering
Give me your hand
Just Give me your hand
