Оригинален текст
A NEW BREATHE IN HE AIR, FACES AND FOLCLORE
DANCING THROUGH THE WOODS A NORDITUAL SYMPHONY
MY HOME IS FAR AWAY BUT MY HEART IS HERE TO STAY
AN INNOCENT WARRIOR DREAM PAINTED IN THE CLOUDS
SAME CLOUDS DIFFERENT HORIZONS
THE BLUE HEART OF APRIL NOW
BURNING! WITH THE MELODY OF BIRDS
A NEW BREATE IN HE AIR, FACES AND FOLCLORE
DANCING THROUGH THE WOODS A NORDITUAL SYMPHONY
MY HOME IS FAR AWAY BUT MY HEART IS HERE TO STAY
AN INNOCENT WARRIOR DREAM PAINTED IN THE CLOUDS
TIED OF TRYIN THE POET JUST LEAVE IT ALL BEHIND,
DONT WAIT FOR MIRACLES AND LET
THE ROLL ON AND ON AND ON AND ON
DISCOVERING NEW HORIZONS GAVE ME THE OPPORTUNITY,
TO LIVE AND FEEL
FEEL!!!!!!!!!!!