Time spares no one,
Under the ashes of days
Rotten leaves are falling
Down on our graves

Winter welcomes winter.

The sky is a series of grey days.
The light is frozen and dead.
A step with the length of chains.

Falling asleep, we hold our hopes.

With arms folded nothing can be changed.
You can't go far with your legs chained.
Find a key to the chains within your heart,
Everyone can break free and depart