| Fought my way through gloomy alleys, felt the storm in my face
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| Looked around me as I noticed some flowers covering stony space
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| And it felt like a rush of blood to my head
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| And it woke in me feelings I had hidden away
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| Colors please grow for me, paint my world rosily,
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| Show me …
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| Was it raining from the facades when the walls started to fade?
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| Look around me and it seems like all the colors have changed.
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| And it feels like a rush of blood to my head
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| And it wakes in me feelings I had hidden away
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| Colors please grow for me, paint my world rosily,
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| Keep me just sheltered and warm.
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| Save my lost blossomy, values I trusted in Show me …
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| And it feels like a rush of blood to my head
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| And it awakes in me feelings I had hidden away
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| And I start to paint this place as marvelous as it can be And I paint it colorful to cover all the cracks I see
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| Draw the lines I should have made so long ago with grateful strokes
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| Let it fill the place of distrust and impenetrable smoke
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| Colors in my eyes replace the achromatic atmosphere
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| Do I fantasize or it’s the sound of birds that I can hear?
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| When I chase the falling leafs and track their path so mindfully
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| Will they finally guide me to my world and to eternity?
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| Would you shoot up, grow my garden, please my Eden grow for me.
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| Show me how you decorate the streets that brought me misery
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| Outspread all your roots and blow up all these stones that build the wall
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| Shatter all that binds me here, don’t give me up, please hear my call … |