Green green fields
Such blooming happiness
Flashes of those unknown
Flashes of the present
This is the dream world baradise
The gate remains wide old
And the doors keep closing cold

You take another step
Becoming closer than ever
Blue-white mornings give you hope
A laughter underneath in smiling ashes
Becoming close, the never

No one can foresee
What lies ahead in past
No more glasses, new striped shirt
A broken fire temple
They played so to the skies

Ashes to ashes
Too much ashes to dust
Flying away to a happy place
Squeezing the juice to a useful fruit
Smiling face, a winning ace
The great cause, you imbeciles
The holy cost we must pay

What used to be
The dream world baradise