The clouds start tearing apart in the sky,
the shape of the dreams we looked once,
everything blurs as the strong wind
blows every rose away from our heart,
we forget the sweetness of childhood

... To grow up!

What are we waiting in this empty garden?
We should make the roses grow one more time,
no matter if the future isn't close to us,
let's get something to laugh and be proud of.

The rain stops falling,
the rainbow doesn't appear,
we can't go back,
the way disappeared,
nothing is free and easy
by all the unfounded fears.

What are we doing good instead of doing bad?
We should keep believing in ourselves,
no matter if it's not the future we want,
let's get something to remember and be proud of.