In the illusion I've believed in my inesorable strength
And inevitably I've become weak
Now I feel the events are transforming and I already know
Of feelings that disclose far remembrances

In the soul I find again the hope that in the tired body by now
Has stopped vibrating like a fire extinguished by my cry
In my hands a blade of water I'll bring with me
In the desert a blade of grass will survive

I do, I do, to emerge from the bottom to fight and then
To rise as high as never before
I do, I do, to look inside the future and smile
Without fearing anything any more

In an istant new desires even if in front of me
A scenario of conquers and bewilderments opens up
In the silence, reflections of forsaken ages
Breathing I feel their circular motion and then

Time has stopped to mark new frontiers and I
I'll pull myself far away picking up my strength in the wind
In my hands reflections of forsaken ages
Walking I find again the inerasable traces

I do, I do, to scream against the dull and frozen eyes
To be more and more
I do, I do, to go beyond inaccessible worlds
Without fearing anything any more
I do, I do, to emerge from the bottom to fight and then
To rise as high as never before
I do, I do, to look inside the future and smile
With a new identity

As long as the sun will rise