In the burnt horizon yonder a ray of morning sun shines
Though hurt, i shall not forget your face i search for the tomorrow when i will meet you
Farwell a bird setting off to the eastern skies the world's always around you
Even in the morning i run out of tears once again something begins
If it's something that i can't reach despite chasing it risking life i'll grasp it in my hands
Flying away i want to fly the way i am flying away if it's for your sake i shall sruise the skies flying...
Farwell a bird setting off to the eastern skies the world ought to have been waiting for you
Flying away i want to fly embraced by the wind flying away if it's for you i can be free flying... flying...