Whatever comes to me Will I reach you finally When there's somebody who breakes my real life I try to feel my hands Before I dissapear You try to clear my head to be real To agree that I must Whatever comes to real Will not reach you finally When there's somebody who makes me realise You try to feel my hands Before I dissapear You try to clear my head to be real to approve that I won't Fade out as we face another life We trade our times to be free And we strive to face another life Today we'll find another way