We work at days, we work at nights
Long job if everything goes fine
We refuse to stay on our places
Even if in the darkness you can't see the light
We dream of freedom
In the night of a cold, steely city
The lucky ones get a hold of love
That sprouts through the black asphalt
When will you arrive, you fresh wind
To still and rusty air
Fresh wind, blow away
Blow away the still clouds
We are linked to the same chain
Like others before us on their turn
They cleared the way for themselves and their loved ones
Cleared the way against the night, against death
Oh, when will you arrive, you fresh wind
To still and rusty air
Fresh wind, blow away
Blow away the still clouds
Has there ever been
Anything else
Than holding on, than holding on
Letting the power flow through us
Oh, when will you arrive, you fresh wind
To still and rusty air
Fresh wind, blow away
Blow away the still clouds
Oh, when will you arrive, you fresh wind
To still and rusty air
Fresh wind, blow away
Blow away the still clouds
Oh, fresh wind, blow away
Blow away the still clouds