My mind is flooded by thoughts, sorrows and regrets
The levee doesn’t break under the sacrifice of agony
Trapped in the future, which is stolen by the past
Stolen by the past

I feel like an old tree
Unyielding limbs, visible cracks
An imminent collapse, rigidity
A synonym for death

I raise my eyes - clearness arises -
The truth of glass resets my mind
My fingers cruise along the smooth skin of my face
I am young, I am free

I feel like an old tree
Unyielding limbs, visible cracks
An imminent collapse, rigidity
A synonym for death

I raise my eyes - clearness arises -
The truth of glass resets my mind
My fingers cruise along the smooth skin of my face
I am young, I am free