I've crossed the cinder fields With pockets full of tears I've tried to grow up quickly
The plans that I had lost I've found them in my shoes The time has its flaws and its faults
But God has gone away Just on my birthday Maybe he will return Sooner or later...
La-La, La-La, La...
The trees sing in the night The rain washes the mouth The truth behind a cloud The silence of the crowd
We came toward the sunset walking with quick steps On an electric road and we know that we must forget With the future on our back and the weight of the past The rings around our eyes are always getting more black
The fears flow down through your trembling legs And the animal's instinct coming back When the body lies and your soul melts The polar winter comes into myself