Like an eagle so high above Only shadow can detect my path. Rain, hail or snow - no matter I will spread my wings, Soaring over any abyss catching the wind. Life is bringing so many obstructions There is no easy path Despite the bans I'm flying Through the thorns to the stars I'm catching the wind... The rain and snow beating my face Spreading the wings making my way Soaring over any abyss Through the thorns to the stars As free as an eagle I'm catching the wind. Rain, hail or snow - no matter I will spread my wings, Soaring over any abyss catching the wind.