Descrizione
Testo della canzone
In the land of the sun that never sets,
they walk in silence, but they never stop.
With eyes full of stars and fear,
they seek fortune in the dreams of another king.
Every step is a ritual, every gesture is a secret,
between superstition and hope, the whole world is hidden.
But the history underfoot remains,
the effort that cannot be seen is the real celebration,
there is no need to believe in numbers and signs,
life is sweat, it is struggle, it is among our plans.
Fortune is in the days we live without dreaming,
we endure life, without ever wavering.
In distant lands chains are broken,
but beliefs fly like shadows of kings.
A horsesho e, a coin tossed,
and meanwhile the world changes with the strength of a sword. Every step is a ritual, every gesture is a secret,
between superstition and hope, the whole world is hidden.
But the story under your feet remains,
the effort that you don’t see is the real celebration,
there’s no need to believe in numbers and signs,
life is sweat, it’s a fight, it’s among our plans.
Fortune is in the days we live without dreaming,
we endure life, without ever wavering.
No star guides you, no hand touches you,
life is a rock, and you are its sculpture.
The world turns without asking permission,
superstition is not our destiny.
But the story under your feet remains,
the effort that you don’t see is the real celebration,
there’s no need to believe in numbers and signs,
life is sweat, it’s a fight, it’s among our plans.
Fortune is in the days we live without dreaming,
we endure life, without ever wavering.
Without wavering, without wavering,
we endure life, without wavering.
Without wavering, without wavering, the
story under your feet will not lie.
