The cruel voices echo The empty-handed king grieves I can never sit On that white bench
'God-granted power' The powerful ones are frightened This unsurpassable power I want to snare it with a trap
I want to seize it, I want to seize it I want to seize it, but I cannot seize it I cannot seize it, I cannot seize it I cannot seize it, but I cannot rest
The wind of applause and the wind of reproach Like a monster's arms Pushing their way home But I cannot sleep
I cannot sleep, I cannot sleep I cannot sleep, but I want to dream I want to dream, I want to dream It's like a dream, I want to dream
I want to sit there, I want to float away I want to sleep, I want to dream I want to dream, I want to dream It's like a dream, I want to dream What's my name?
The cruel voices echo The empty-handed king grieves Someday I want to sit On that white bench
