Look!
Look through the windows,
These broken windows,
And you will see the light
Among the clouds in the sky.
It is your star,
That shines so far,
Blesses my life,
Protects from lie.
Gives me few hope
To fight some more,
Gives me belief
And love to live.
I want to hear
The mystic voices;
Don't want to fear
Or look for nothing...
Let's wing one's way
To magic place,
Where we shall feel the breath of wind,
Where we'll keep silent or we'll sing.
There we'll admire the moon,
There our dreams will come true.