To believe... in the beginning of a story,
that nothing is due to chance
and to start anew.
To believe... small as we may be,
that life gives us the choice
to love someone beyond ourselves.
In the immortality of cathedrals.
In the stars after the stars.
To believe... that they're there below the dust,
diamonds in every stone
that our hands will unearth one day.
To believe... that in the middle of the desert
a river may sprout
so as to flow into the sea.
In the Atlantis of one Jules Verne.
In the pyramids we've raised.
To believe... in the life we envisage
buried below the ruins
when every glance falters.
To believe ourselves... as big as they say,
livelier than we imagine
and to depend on a smile.
That tosses us around and shakes us
and gives us a future back.
But to believe... that we can still believe.
That we can still believe.
That we can still believe.