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In my winter where the fog embraces

the light of the night,

and day never came.

No, where is the truth....

Lost inside the fog.

You have to live there,

in the freedom which is in you

freedom of your mind,

your eyes find the truth.

In my world,

roots throughout the earth,

which water never found,

go searching in the night.

No, where is the truth....

Lost inside the ground.

You have to believe,

in something that will be

freedom in your hands,

reality you can reach

Now, I'm afraid and then

in the silence its cold you know,

with upon me,

the whole world,

I'm losing myself.

No, my friend

don't you know

your dream will never die!

In my sleep hope fades away,

time  is nothing now,

and dream never came.

No, where is the truth....

Lost inside the night.

You have to believe,

In the freedom which is in you

freedom of your mind,

your eyes find the truth.

Here friend of mine,

here is the truth,

my reality tale of fantasy.

Now, I'm afraid and then

in the silence its cold you know,

with upon me,

the whole world,

I'm losing myself.

No, my friend

don't you know

your dream will never die!

I'm taken by the fear,

silence was vanishing,

now it's cold again.

It's my winter coming.

Now, I'm afraid and then

in the silence.

Its cold you know,

with upon me,

the whole world.

I'm losing myself.

No, my friend,

don't you know?

Your dream will never die!

You have to believe

in something that will be,

freedom in your hands,

reality you can reach.

Now, I'm afraid and then

in the silence.

Its cold you know,

with upon me,

the whole world.

I'm losing myself.

No, my friend,

don't you know?

Your dream will never die!