You, who dreamed with bare hands
and cannot say "yes" anymore.
The door closes behind you
and you think that here's where the world ends.
So you melt your life in ice
and then you down it,
you feel a lump in your throat and you repeat to the mirror:
"I won't cry anymore",
with your hands closed
and your arms stretched out
and you take the blows
and defend yourself.
are you alive or not?
are you alive or not?
Everybody holds on as much life as they can
with closed hands:
no apologies,
no discounts
and do some totting up
are you alive or not?
are you alive or not?
And even if they say you can't
you can!
you can!
You, with a heart that needs to be glued together,
and how many of the pieces you are missing!
guilty of forgiving,
you look at the sky and address it familiarly. *
How many times have you been told
"unfortunately that's the way it's supposed to go"
and you screamed to destiny
"I'm waiting for you now, i'll be here"
with your hands closed
and your arms stretched out
and you take the blows
and defend yourself.
are you alive or not?
are you alive or not?
Everybody holds on as much life as they can
with closed hands:
no apologies,
no discounts
and do some totting up
are you alive or not?
are you alive or not?
And even if they say you can't
you can!
you can!
with your hands closed
and your wings spread out
and you take the blows
and defend yourself.
are you alive or not?
are you alive or not?
Everybody holds on as much life as they can
with closed hands:
no apologies,
no discounts
and do some totting up
are you alive or not?
are you alive or not?
And even if they say you can't
you can!
you can!