The life my child
it is a serious story
sometimes i am dead (frozen) from fear
from my own shadow
from all that is around me
there are sometimes moments that seem
here is the light at the end
and suddenly it is dark
And also you like everyone
who has lost their way
search for any light in the darkness
grow up, change
as you get older you will see
there are sometimes moments that seem
here is the light at the end
fluttering in the darkness
All the candles
that we lit at night
will not banish this cold darkness
all the winds that blew all the night
will not put out the light at the end
will not put out the light
that comes up in the morning
Search, ask
and also you will discover
the answer is carried in the wind
there are inscriptions on the wall
in the city squares
there are sometimes moments that seem
here is the light at the end
flashing in the darkness