The snow outside has lost its whiteness
  In the glass of puddle we see the moon
  We are walking, we are strong
  Frozen fingers break matches, the matches will burn the fire
  
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  Try to sing along
  Stand close to me
  
  This is our day, we know it by stars
  Omens of fire and water, the gods cast their eyes
  And we step onto the unfinished bridge
  We believe in our stars and everybody cries out: I'm ready!
  
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  And the weak, they hit the bottle and live from bottle to bottle
  They complain; they don't let us sing, you can't sing here
  But we are walking on, we are strong
  Our frozen fingers break the matches, the matches will burn the fire
  
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