On a road to an unknown destination
full of hope and some illusions,
we feel like coming home.

No look back, 'cause this journey’s a temptation
leading to our peaceful haven,
but still our doubts will come.


On an exit road we turned the car.
We saw lightning bolts and shooting stars
and we say: these are the days.

We are dreamers of reality
being fearless through curiosity.
And we say:
These are the days.


Fields of grapes draw the lines to build the landscapes.
We see water filling blue lakes.
Oh, what a royal sight!

Silent hills seem to grow to reach the sunset.
Man, I bet everyone did forget:
The land beyond is bright!


On an exit road we turned the car.
We saw lightning bolts and shooting stars
and we say: these are the days.

We are dreamers of reality
being fearless through curiosity.
And we say:
These are the days.