Storyteller wrote a secret For a child who just was born. Darkest curse or holy blessing What he chose I'll never know. Never forget those who create our fate, Give a chance anyway.
I can fight my troubles, I can win the battles, I will raise my banner high On my way into Place back, where the rain grows, Place, where wind blow through my face, Where I will finally get. Never ending quest will end.
Life is such a disappointment, Troubles falling over me. But the load upon my shoulder Just a new chance to believe. Never forget those, who create our fate, Give a chance anyway.