On days like these It returns Solitariness in their faces Emptiness and bewilderdness On days like these Nothing is moving Freedom lies in the wind Pains decay in temselves Do you feel the same breeze of hope? Have you imagined freedom like that? Between wounds and reality Spirit can be felt Catch it, honour thee Do you feel the same breeze of hope? Have you imagined freedom like that? Spürst du den selben hauch hoffnung? Has du dir freiheit so vorgestellt? Remain silent until you turn to dust He carries thee into infinity