Who’s gonna cover me when I shiver in a frigo?
In a house of steel? And who’s gonna kill the pain?
Is it me? It is me! Close my eyes – pass the door.
Walk up on a stormy, cloudy day.
You can colour the grey sky, grey sky.
Walk up on a stony, narrow way.
Sun – one fine day.
Who’s gonna follow me when I leave a little trace behind?
And who’s gonna call my name when I’ll attain a new land?
Close my eyes – pass the door.
Walk up on a stormy, cloudy day.
You can colour the grey sky, grey sky.
Walk up on a stony, narrow way.
Sun – one fine day.
Looking at the surface
but the beauty is inside.
I see the colours change.
Should I bow myself and pray?
Should I be afraid of bad news?
Should I move myself or stay?
Turn another page now!
Don’t you think about
your constitution?
Open the cage now!
Everyday’s a revolution.
Open the cage now!
No time to weigh,
I’ll turn another page
— one fine day.
Walk up on a stormy, cloudy day.
You can colour the grey sky, grey sky.
Walk up on a stony, narrow way.
Sun – one fine day.