[Verse 1] There’s a blizzard in my heart, silence makes it hard to dream, I lock the doors to sleep, no more games, it’s not a scene. Moonlight whispers on the glass, lost in misty haze, Time weaves lace, in my cup — starlight in a daze. I dream of walking barefoot down the paths of golden light, Now I see through the fog — the glow is growing slight. Do you remember when the world was painted like the dawn? We were catching clouds, not counting years that’ve gone. [Chorus] And it’s getting hard for me, you see, To forget what was, to let things be. A spark will flare up in a moment, like in a winter tale, Through the fog and ice — a road that never fails. Who keeps the fire burning in the silent night? Who still believes in miracles when everything’s not right? Don’t hide your light — it’s needed now, I say, Step ahead, look up — the sky’s a brand‑new day. Sweep away the tracks by every dock, I don’t care about the winds or clouds above. I’ll return with the last caravan, Even if I turn to a shadow by your side. [Verse 2] From the depths of ancient mountains, the horizon called my name, The city stole the sunrise, left a melody of pain. Here I left my trace, the city took my dreams away, In a sea of faces — only you, only you, they say. Towering glassy cliffs reflected all my flight, At twenty, first steps into the labyrinth, so bright. I remember everything, but my compass lost its way, There were many lines — but life’s no draft, I must obey. [Repeat Chorus] And it’s getting hard for me, you see, To forget what was, to let things be. A spark will flare up in a moment, like in a winter tale, Through the fog and ice — a road that never fails. Who keeps the fire burning in the silent night? Who still believes in miracles when everything’s not right? Don’t hide your light — it’s needed now, I say, Step ahead, look up — the sky’s a brand‑new day. Sweep away the tracks by every dock, I don’t care about the winds or clouds above. I’ll return with the last caravan, Even if I turn to a shadow by your side. [Outro, fading out] Sweep away the tracks by every dock… I don’t care about the winds… I’ll return with the last caravan… Even if I turn...
