... Listen to what the others say Even to fools and ignorants They also have their own story ... In suffering and pain Your idea borns Among the bustle and cry You create the new thought ... Your lips utter the words And every following carries the burthen of the previous Crystallized and once said Stops being dependent on your will And even You are trying to arrange the song from your words That it could heal you from your suffering The song filled with beautyfull thoughts Rich in the most hidden dreams But the vision of harmony Will go up in eternal flames That waste every sign of change And doesnt let the truth sprout And even The vision of dying hope That dared to be born at the bottom of brain Is not able to fight the fire And keep the given words ... So sign your song you fools That are to change the world In a while you will see your words Vanishes the wind and stop to sound
song, word, even, burthen, beautyfull