I can fly, but I would like to have his wings
They shine in the darkness, and a ray of light to me he is
I am free like a bird, but I would like to have his skies
Of all of the world treasures I need only his touch
Why did you choose me
And this wondrous path with me
There are many stones on it
There is a mountain after mountain on it
Why do you carry me
When there is no strength to go on
When I ам in the embrace of dejection
You take off those wings for me
ʊː wings
ʊː wings
ʊː wings
ʊː wings
I searched for a long time in the darkness, in the skies, on waves
I believed in myself, but I would like to have his wings only
Why did you choose me
And this wondrous path with me
There are many stones on it
There is a mountain after mountain on it
Why do you carry me
When there is no strength to go on
When I ам in the embrace of dejection
You take off those wings for me
And you teach to never stop
Be it stones and mountains to walk through
It is so hard to lose on it
Evil and indifferent people you come upon on it
And you are saying that we must forgive
You carry me through the muddy slop
And I can fly by myself already
But I want only his wings
And I learned to love a long time ago
But never loved so much as him
Why did you choose me
And this wondrous path with me
There are many stones on it
There is a mountain after mountain on it
Why do you carry me
When there is no strength to go on
When I ам in the embrace of dejection
You take off those wings for me
ʊː wings
ʊː wings