It's time to come back to the roots of love
Through the grass of fields of rye between my thin arms
With the wounds of ended life that just won't end
Feeding lungs with breeze, till I can't get enough
I will face this pain at the close of these windy days
You look at me from afar, showing something undefined
I should believe the inner voice that keeps me company
All efforts to overcome adversity in this life
I'm not afraid of not having the strenght
It is like a river flowing in my ruined hands
And digging a canyon between my past lives
Dragging away the darkness of the long night
I shall overcome, I swear
There is nothing wrong, I dare
With the wounds of ended life
I will face this pain again
I'm not afraid of not having the strenght
It is like a river flowing in my ruined hands
And digging a canyon between my past lives
Dragging away the darkness of the long night
