Days of light are now in my soul, 
And my heart is ready to blow! 
Flight to the deep blue sky! 
Like a bird, I'm God! 

To pray for a someone who's wrong - 
It's old and unusable law! 
Strength fills your hand and shout 
to the sky, feel my pride! 

Searching for a eternal [bad word] 
Through the woods of the men's moods: 
Blues, happines and joy... 
Love and hate, cold and grey! 

So, days of light are now in your soul, 
And your heart is ready to blow! 
Flight to the deep blue sky! 
Like a bird, We're Gods!