My feet stuck in the nets
That suffocate in the open air
Eyes fixed on reflections
I was like those scorpions
My heart trapped by my thoughts
Hands that bled on the lines
He says 'Lift your heads'
Only he knows what we're worth
He says 'Follow me, leave everything'
That's perfect, we've got nothing
Happy are the humble and the small
That's perfect, we love life
If we follow him, if we follow him