My ancestors told me Don't bury your creed I never knew them But they've always been here Once I read: "I'd rather lose my breath Than a whole life Without romance" A chance to fly by the windowsill And prove on your terrace how to climb a tower Give me a chance to fly beside the love you sealed And prove on your terrace how to climb a tower We often end up at a library hall To choose which book we'll be a part of Make it our own, enrich it Then put it back on the shelf for another kid like I used to be On my cover somebody wrote: "All these feelings, battles under our skin Chronicle why the world map spins" We all spin We're all spinning with it A chance to fly by the windowsill And prove on your terrace how to climb a tower Give me a chance to fly beside the love you sealed And prove on your terrace how to climb a tower I ask for your hand to place flowers in it And prove that our heads can be crowned together