Where is my house unfinished of the sand?
It probably could not resist the wind.
Why are we so powerless at times
Standing in one centimetre from our goal?
Where is my world, perfect and correct?
It crumbled as a cloud of dust
My angels left the sky
And forgot to come back to the earth.
And no one is around, it's only my knocking at the old gate
And no one is here, it is only your footstep, I do not care who you are.
Help me! My heart is burning
On fire of the unhealed wound, on the coals of empty offences
Help me! Wipe away my tears
Glue together the pieces of my universe, leave a drop of faith inside.
You are my road, not dangerous
And now it seems I will not lose my way
If I cover my pain with a sticking plaster
and fly further as an injured bird.
I do not know where the points are marked
It is too complicated to believe in all of this
I cannot offer anything else instead
Except for the most recent loss.
And no one is around, it's only my knocking at the old gate
And no one is here, it is only your footstep, I do not care who you are.
Help me! My heart is burning
On fire of the wound, not healed, On the coals of empty offences
Help me! Wipe away my tears
Glue the pieces of my universe together, leave a drop of faith inside.