You wake up every morning With pain through all your body And ask yourself just what for You're torturing yourself
A flash flies through your minding: "You've got to achieve something And if you are on this way You have to win not lose then"
Chorus:
The time when I was a ballet dancer Was good for me and bad for me It made me stronger, more resilient, Exhausted, worn out, with a hole in the chest The time when I was a ballet dancer Was hard for me, delightful for me I remember it like the best one And I want to forget it
Verse 2:
Every muscle becomes tense And you can't stop the dance All your toes are in blood But it's not enough If you know it doesn't worth All that pain, suffer and thrill Nothing comes true Nothing will stay with you