I don't wish to be the squashed by windstorm I don't wanna be in cold sleeps flight I don't wish to run from flashing sky form I don't wanna fear the dark of night
I’ve put on my suit The dress of dense wood The clothes of life nude That has begun I’ve put on my suit The dress for good shoot The clothes for hope scoot I’ve done it I can touch the sun
I saw parents take care of their love kids I saw courage of infantile eyes Everyone remembers fear of eclipse Everybody wants the new sunrise
I’ve put on my suit The dress of dense wood The clothes of life nude That has begun I’ve put on my suit The dress for good shoot The clothes for hope scoot I’ve done it I can touch the sun
But it not occasion be without you If birds sing through peals of thunder drums Means, I am not doomed to fear and death true Means, the fast end expects darkness charms