I break down just thinking on dark swallows*
I've not strength enough to fly away,
So I could look like a kid who follows,
Staggering, a serpentine long way.
When my anguish is becoming bigger,
Only loneliness is my true friend,
Then the shadows show their tragic figures,
Day and night are equal in the end.
I try, in despair, to find a reason
When I have collapsed under the rain,
I have better wait on other season
To be able to stand up again.
Never be afraid of tomorrow,
Nor give up facing my woe,
But listening to a music in my soul,
In the nights of pain my dreams were livid,
Wax portrayals which escaped with dawn,
Now, remains a memory so vivid
As the rest of me that carries on...
Never be afraid of tomorrow,
Nor give up facing my woe,
But listening to a music in my soul,
Never be afraid of tomorrow,
Nor give up facing my woe,
But listening to a music in my soul,
If I'll die, I was born.
Never be afraid of tomorrow,
Nor give up facing my woe,
But listening to a music in my soul,
never be afraid of tomorrow,
nor give up facing my woe,
but listening to a music in my soul,