This melody could be the story of us, These sounds recount pieces of our usual lives Differences join us in a dim canvas Clashes make us stronger But at the same time they weaken us. But when we're there it's as if our cores Become a single one, Tears and jokes, rage and thoughts Let's enter the people's depth This drama could be the melody of us Visionary view through our arms and minds But when we're there it's as if our cores Become a single one, Tears and jokes, rage and thoughts Let's enter the sightseer's heart As the paint in a gallery Touches deeply sightseer's heart Joy is everything skims over our wall Suffering and pain weaken us as far as going away But a gaze towards the sky where sun is wonder Where nothing becomes world, Where our light shines.