One fire, a silent storm
In my heart, in my soul
Dark eyes look at me
They chase my dreams in flight
The wheel of fortune still does not turn for me
However I know, that I will get to the top
I feel like a moving target in a street fight
I fold my fingers into a fist, I don't surrender
No illusions and bad thoughts
No needless prayers
I believe strongly in my strength
The changes that occur within me
One answer, the purpose of each moment
Now I know, that there is only one exit
I feel like a moving target in a street fight
I fold my fingers into a fist, I don't surrender
I won't stop, I won't stop, if I catch the wind
It won't lift me up like the closest stars
I won't stop, I'll get to the top
I won't stop, I won't stop, if I catch the wind
It won't lift me up like the closest stars
I won't stop...