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