Оригинален текст
I'm a fly, I'll die tomorrow
So give me all you've got I so believe,
I so believe I'm a fly, I'll die tomorrow
So give me all you've got
And out here in this foreign place
I have let you down I've fallen for a foreign face
And I've fallen to the ground
I've gone in blinding, scorching sun
And fallen to my knees And I've forgotten
what I believed And I so believe,
I so believe In the good in all of us.