When you forget to listen your mom There your life starts When you understand you don't want be apart There your life starts
When your pockets are full of rarely memories This is the time to give up And say bye to the boy, which is only annoying There your life starts
So dont be afraid when you're down below Dont be afraid when you want let it go Speak with pain and it will listen yours Speak with me - youll never be awash
When you want to forget about who you are When you want to relax with all you've got When you understand that you start to slide I will force you to cry
Lines in the age, lines in the section This is the roots of the oak Freedom in constrait, branches of willow Want to tell you a story about
How it was, how it starts How it blows in the moment When you forgot who you are How it is, running away from punches and crawlings So this is time to give up
So dont be afraid when you're down below Dont be afraid when you want let it go Speak with pain and it will listen yours Speak with me - youll never be awash