Turning in the rotation of sun by moon the season shift Scanned by the rhythm of our steps of our lives Desire sharps the wait of fragments of light So shorter you could face in a breathe in your breathe Coming turning twisting giving and fading are ours hour Gliding faster on the burning Apollo’s state coach
As we run as we try as we desire routing toward the sun As we are as we die we are waiting our winter solstice
On the never ending wheels of days something now is waiting While through the rays is glassing our time Sun is like glow we handle his ball without gloves Everyday again and again and again until the end
Woods are following the rhythm of sun ride While we go alone walking in the dawn light Breathing daily in our life regrets Never strain routing around the sun We are running as stars in sky We are waiting our signs We will dance till tomorrow (As we want as we aim as we dare to become) In this winter solstice (Fragments of light)
Like stars in constellations lighted we round to stay free Catching a glimpse of the sun in winter solstice (In this winter solstice) Twenty one of December showing in gleam (As we run as we try) What’s the pleasure of melancholy (As we run as we try we are waiting our signs Running together as stars Surviving the darkness to ride together the waves of our lives Drawing into the twilight born in the cold breeze of light Burning into the twilight in this winter solstice)
Sun is running in the beauty of a blowing out candle Sky by dark drunk is singing goodbye As we daily dare to make ourselves like the sun We never ask to strain to breathe this sunlight