Today the day is not like we've dreamed about.
The world, two steps off spring, two steps off winter.
But their wall's debris no longer scare us.
The highest vertex is left for us to pass.
Refrain:
And maybe our eyes are eaten by smoke.
But we don't notice that, as the fire is our brethren.
Our eyes are being flooded by sweat.
But we don't close them and look at the world.
And moving on...
Noise and thousands of their words, sometimes brings pain.
But the rain from the cloud of dark arrows doesn't hit the target.
And we continue to carry our banner, but not our cross.
We continue to walk on our own Everest.
Refrain:
And maybe our eyes are eaten by smoke.
But we don't notice that, as the fire is our brethren.
Our eyes are being flooded by sweat.
But we don't close them and look at the world.
And moving on...
We're moving on forward...
We're moving on...
We're moving on forward...