Running in an Old Town

I need a new thing, I need a light,
The time it’s going, and now I’m
Here, and I need a God.
With my notes, colours, and sea,
And the sky…
And I take this life, and I take this
Days, and in my white hands,
Just numbers, now.
With my notes, colours, and sea,
And the sky…
I need a new thing for my days and
For my nights, because the life is
Going, is going without a line.
Listen me, God, I am a new man, a
New man, but I need your hands, I
Need your strength.
RUNNING IN AN OLD TOWN
WITHOUT NEW LIGHTS AND
WITHOUT SOUL,
DREAMING A NEW TIME AND
SOMETHING TO BELIEVE!
And sky and sea over my eyes, over
My mind, I need a new fire for my
Soul and for my heart.
Listen me, God, I am a new man, a
New man, but I need your hands, I
Need your strength.
RUNNING IN AN OLD TOWN
WITHOUT NEW LIGHTS AND
WITHOUT SOUL,
DREAMING A NEW TIME AND
SOMETHING TO BELIEVE!