1. Again to my heart,
again to my heart
I'm saying enough.
I'm hiding it in my embrace,
I'm hiding it in my embrace,
I'm saying: come.
It blindly believes that this world
conceals more good than faults.
It reaches out hands trustfully.
More wounds appear.
No chances!
Scars fill the space,
they tattoo the muscle that is running out of strength.
(Chorus)
I know, heart is not a servant,
it won't listen,
it won't listen,
no!
I know, heart is not a servant,
it won't listen.
It's whispering to my ear: FIGHT!
2. It's getting all soaked in the rain,
looking for the meaning in us.
It's stifled by this stream of gestures,
the venom spread around.
Maybe it's too weak for this world.
Good has no chance in the deck of evil.
I will take you away from the fuss.
I have enough of paranoia, fears.
I will protect you from mistakes.
We'll manage to get to the quiet dawn in another world.
(Chorus)
I know, heart is not a servant,
it won't listen,
it won't listen,
no!
I know, heart is not a servant,
it won't listen.
It's whispering to my ear: FIGHT!