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
CHORUS 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!
CHORUS
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 fireTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
