Often I have cursed the winter mornings
On the cold path to school
There was not a hand to warm mine
I who wanted to devour the whole Earth
But who had neither bike nor compass
There was not a hand to guide mine

Is it in books or screens
That we become free and learn?
I was alone and simply thought
I only have my mouth and yet

I will go far, I will go big
The path is ahead
I will go far, I will go big
Tomorrow, tomorrow, tomorrow, tomorrow, tomorrow
It's ahead

And if I confess I wanted to give up sometimes
Tired of people who hold us back
There was not an idea to change mine
And if I confess I used my voice
So that the tears wouldn't reach me
There was not an idea to break mine

Is it in books or screens
That we become free and learn?
I was alone and simply thought
I only have my mouth and yet

I will go far, I will go big
The path is ahead
I will go far, I will go big
Tomorrow, tomorrow, tomorrow, tomorrow, tomorrow
It's ahead

I was alone
I was alone

I will go far, I will go big
The path is ahead
I will go far, I will go big
The path is ahead
I will go far, I will go big
Tomorrow, tomorrow, tomorrow, tomorrow, tomorrow
It's ahead

It's ahead

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