Every time you start off on a new road in your life
Don't wait for midnight to fall upon you
Keep your eyes open day and night
Because there will always be a net spreading before you
Keep your eyes open day and night
Because there will always be a net spreading before you
If at some point you get tangled up in its knots
No one will be able to get you out
Try and find the end of the thread on your own
And if you're lucky, start all over again (x2)
This net is referred to with some very important names
That are written in a closely guarded book
Some people call it the schemes of the underworld
And other people call it the love of the first spring
Some people call it the schemes of the underworld
And other people call it the love of the first spring
If at some point you get tangled up in its knots
No one will be able to get you out
Try and find the end of the thread on your own
And if you're lucky, start all over again (x2)