When the city’s lights turn on in our streets, When coldness takes your breath, Usually you pray in this way. It’s fine... When your fire is blown out...
When the city’s lights turn on Snow awaits... You became too old for this life... The regret that you have inside your heart Poisons the veins...
You will die underneath the black sky... No one can help you now for this last moment... That’s the end of who once was a man...
Do you recall The life, that kept your dreams confined? Your dreams and your hopes... Why? Why suffer for so long?...
When the city’s lights turn on in our streets, And their eyes are closed... You know that the time has come...
You will die underneath the black sky... No one can help you now for this last moment... That’s the end of who once was a man...