If things had gone wrong or right - you would have quit
Stopped seeking yourself, still snow froze your dreams
Held between the sternum and the heart
Not a leaf falls that the unconscious doesn't want
And even the snow in its perpetual pose is melting
For you're like the moon, unaware of the dawn
Trying to never lose your calm, or you'd be tripped
By the reason for your very existence
The experiences for which you still punish yourself
Look at them, they are healed, like drops on a puddle
The heart seems weakened but pulsates strong
You are like the moon unaware of the dawn
Like drops on a puddle, so is the echo of the man you were
Did you notice how much it changed you
Whenever life asked you to shed your skin
The sum of the stumbles, slowdowns and rushes
Moon lover, replacing ruined tombs with daffodils
And in half a century, tell me how many
Ancient demons have you extinguished
How many locked in your dark corners
Feast your eyes to see the future again
Because your mind is infinite, yes, but with swords
The heart seems weakened but pulsates strong
You are like the moon unaware of the dawn
The body of struggles you hold solid
Sometimes manages to liquidate
It doesn't make them lost fights
Those fights that are no longer yours
Feast your eyes to see the future again
Because your mind is infinite, yes, but with swords
The heart seems weakened but pulsates strong
You are like the moon unaware of the dawn