I close one eye, but with the other, I see everything bright,
and I’m telling myself “let’s move on”, let’s try my luck”
with a smile like a curve that makes everything right,
I’m not allowed to scream, to cry, or to get stuck.
For whatever path we choose in life, the truth or the lies,
we all pay a certain fee, it will rain on our shoulder,
and even if we don’t get there, we don’t dramatize,
we travel with a restless soul, like a solitary soldier.
We cry rivers of tears in our pain, seeking for our spirit,
we wear coloured masks, between war and peace,
from life’s teachings, we build a bridge, we don’t quit,
and wandering, we cross it, as long as our heart beats.