Come in!

*If you would know to fly upon imaginary wings
You wouldn´t be broken down on ground*

It´s enough knowing to close the eyes and dream
When bills of the light and phone come upon you
Of the mortgage of your house
Of the number that says the crashier
Of the whim that never shut up

*Come in the world of imagination
Learn to believe in the unbelievable
This society will never set you free
You must find your own way out*

I´m giving you a line
Papiers filled with red numbers
Papier the walls of your eyes
Return to the mind you got when you were a child
Life is a fantasy
Filled with shadows ready to kill you

*Chorus

Only death got no turn back
And for the rest it´s the regret
Let go the reins of repression that tie you
And put on the suit colouring
That carry you further on

*Chorus (x2)