See on your way,
Lost forgotten kids.
Give them the hand,
To carry out them.
Towards another tomorrow.

Feel the heart of the night,
The wave of hope.
Fever of life.
Path of Glory.

Childish happinesses,
Too quickly forgotten,
obliterated,
A gilded light shines endless,
All at the end of the road.

Feel the heart of the night,
The wave of hope.
Fever of life.
Path of Glory.