With the light filled with shadows and with the sun deep in suffering..
I went back home on my knees and left my dead friends here..
In a country that's sick..
All the cards are on the table..
We play perverted games..between soccer and war..
Blood of glory hatred against love..
God and beasts..
madness and pain..
I'll open the doors of this emptiness..
Because fate threw me upwards..
I'll insist with a sea of roses..and build on ashes..
I'll have a new dream in my hands..and i'll fight for justice to be done..
My childrens cheeks against my lips..
and i'll find rest again in their eyes..