The snow outside has lost it's whiteness<br />
In the glass of puddle we see the moon<br />
We are walking, we are strong<br />
Frozen fingers break matches,  the matches will burn the fire<br />
CHORUS<br />
Try to sing along<br />
Stand close to me<br />
This is our day, we know it by stars<br />
Omens of fire and water, the gods cast their eyes<br />
And we step onto the unfinished bridge<br />
We believe in our stars and everybody cries out: I'm ready!<br />
CHORUS<br />
And the weak, they hit the bottle and live from bottle to bottle<br />
They complain; they don't let us sing, you can't sing here<br />
But we are walking on, we are strong<br />
Our frozen fingers break the matches, the matches will burn the fire<br />
CHORUS<br />
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