Each of us will find
 His own way to [bad word] and Heaven in his life
 But remember that we have two different ways -
 One of dreams and one that leads us through the days
 Filled with empty fuss

 But if you dare just ones
 Span bridge as straight as a lance
 Over wild waters of Life
 You'll merge into one both your ways forever...

 Wind sings in your ears
 Drying unwanted tears,
 Will and Love and Freedom -
 [bad word] of Holy Light!

 Each of us will find
 His own way to warmth and ashes cold as night
 Don't you ever think of any thing as slight -
 Devil's feeding on the smallest of your frights -
 In hope to rip your life!

 Hesitate for a wink -
 Your fiery arrow will miss
 And the Evil will melt both your lives
 Into meaningless nothing!

 If you cease to walk blind
 Your lives and reasons and will
 Will grow with the Holy Light -
 You're getting used to the life of [bad word]