It’s all very simple, tales are just lies,
Our sunny island fades into mist,
Castles of clouds don’t stay on the ground,
Someone’s mistaken – you or me.
It’s all very simple, there’s no golden mount,
Stars falling into all the wrong hands,
There’s no bird of heaven among all these crows,
Someone’s mistaken – you or me.
It’s only in springtime that snows dare to melt,
And even the ocean ends by the shore
We’ll all keep warm by the light of one faith,
Someone will make it – you or me.
It’s all very simple, tales are just lies,
Our sunny island fades into mist,
We’ll all keep warm by the light of one faith,
Someone will make it – you or me.