I see a train coming
On a cloud from the past
I see a hand holding flowers
But it has no fingers
I see a dog dying
From wanting to keep up with my pace
I see the winter smiling
To the blue years of afterlife
I hear the rain fall
In the garden of magicians
I hear symphonies
Played by a thousand musicians
I hear a grey bird screaming
To the wind in the distance
I hear my life crying
Stuck in my memory without future
I see cities sink
In the middle of hidden oceans
I see eyes shining
In the silence of great rocks
I see a set of skittles
That I can't topple
I see a little girl
Buried at the mirror of passing years
And I, I sing, I sing, I sing
It's the only thing I can do, I sing !
With all my despair I sing,
I am happy
And I, I sing, I sing, I sing
It's the only thing I can do, I sing !
With all my despair I sing,
I am happy
I hear the rain fall
In the garden of magicians
I hear symphonies
Played by a thousand musicians
I hear a grey bird screaming
To the wind in the distance
I hear my life crying
Stuck in my memory without future
I hear an old drum
sounding the charge of statues
I hear a cry of love
That I never recognised
I hear the last days
Pounding my bare head to death
I hear a bard sing
About the time that will not come back
And I, I sing, I sing, I sing
It's the only thing I can do, I sing !
With all my despair I sing,
I am happy
And I, I sing, I sing, I sing
It's the only thing I can do, I sing !
With all my despair I sing,
I am happy
And I, I sing, I sing, I sing
It's the only thing I can do, I sing !
With all my despair I sing