It's you in the gesture, in the walk
It's you in a vertical memory
That essence that won't return
That mirror that will reflect
In the silence of sleepless nights
So far from the promised life
And your memory is already fading
The river doesn't sing nor do the clouds pass by
In a randomness without signs or hints of eternity
As nostalgic and lonely as a space traveler
Tell me goodbye, let the city light up for me
If I'm to go down, let it be while fighting
Manhood of guts, vet of my animal soul
And now I sing, serenely I lie
I raise a wall with the remains
I walk tall, I lie to myself and believe
That by lying to myself I light up the sky
Burn the ships, return to high ground
Now I emerge, a blue centaur
To batter my conscience
Summoning to conquer peaks
Our horizon vanished
I am called to be an arrowslit
That now defends a deserted fortress
It's you in the gesture, in the walk
It's you in the vertical memory
That essence that will reflect
The calm that is a summer breeze