My, my feelings aren't so good You speak so low Everyday I remember you suffering For the need to be strong You do anything when The reality beats on your face To change don't just continue Waiting for the grace
I don't know on the four shores You come to knock, knock, knock on my door Feeling down, it's so strange You want to escape You need a break
In a shelter, in a shore I open my door
Burned bodies, conscious time Traced destiny, conscious time To prefer to die