Weight of the years grows.
Soon crushes us below
Unkind asphalt hurts feet
Consumes dreams thin
Gang just plays time
They have too much wherefrom to choose
Nobody notices
That everything is clear if you just can look

Let the wind purify
Lift hems
Throw hair as a mess
Spring storm to wet
Stick the dress on your body
Beautiful you are
Beautiful
and the world is yours

Lift your face up in the rain
Watch the birds fly
They don't sow
They don't harvest
But they have enough everything
Let's climb to the hill
From there you can see past the city
Then you know where you have come from
And where will you return

Let the wind purify
Lift hems
Throw hair as a mess
Spring storm to wet
Stick the dress on your body
Beautiful you are
Beautiful
and the world is yours

Sometimes it feels like that the twirls of the time
Will pull us with it
Open your lap to me
So world can stream by
It's your time to blossom
Reach upon the sky
Roots finally break the cold stone
If you realize to wait

Let the wind purify
Lift hems
Throw hair as a mess
Spring storm to wet
Stick the dress on your body
Beautiful you are
Beautiful
You are beautiful
So beautiful
and the world is yours