The snow outside has lost its whiteness

In the glass of puddle we see the moon

We are walking, we are strong

Frozen fingers break matches, the matches will burn the fire



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Try to sing along

Stand close to me



This is our day, we know it by stars

Omens of fire and water, the gods cast their eyes

And we step onto the unfinished bridge

We believe in our stars and everybody cries out: I'm ready!



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And the weak, they hit the bottle and live from bottle to bottle

They complain; they don't let us sing, you can't sing here

But we are walking on, we are strong

Our frozen fingers break the matches, the matches will burn the fire



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