Текст песни
Outside of my window, fire is breathed by February
We will sing our woes, they will become just a memory
The strings will not fail, moonlit midnight turns to day
There is no shadow without light, no darkness without a ray
Do not laugh at my dreams - spring is close, so it seems
Smoke on the road, no time for strife
Perhaps here comes the long-awaited true perfection we strive.
Time to stay alive.
The shadowy faces fill the doorways I can see,
The road was cruel, how much kinder could I be?
The armour is bright, a trembling candle burns inside
He will flourish the sword, as if he has already died
And the moment will come, like a too loud drum
When the oceans want us to dive
Perhaps here comes the long-awaited true perfection we strive.
Time to stay alive.
Somewhere far in a tavern you are tossing a deck of cards
Heal my wounds with a song the way they do it sweet-hearted bards
When my hopes were burnt, leaving only a frozen trace
Only new songs of yours will bring back the light’s embrace.
Do not tear my strings, you are not the Lord of the rings
Whatever you seek to contrive
Perhaps here comes the long-awaited true perfection we strive.
Time to stay alive.
