I am blind although I see,
I am deaf although I hear,
When You came with Your Love,
Covering me all.
I think I now who You are.
Sometimes, it seems, You're so near,
Whispering: "You must find the Truth!"
But, what is truth and what is lie,
Among all this precious stones?
People sell, people buy...
I don't understand.
"Runaway!" - I hear Your Voice,
"You must find the Real One.
It's not for sale
Such as Stone of Faith! "
And I'm running, I'm running,
I'm running and crying...!
You are there and I am here,
In two very different worlds.
There is Light and here dark.
I'm waiting for a sign...
A magic sign, You'd give to me,
To open up the secret
And magic wings, to fly away to You...
In this world of poverty,
I will be reach, when You'll come to me.
'Cause I don't wanna die before I now You ...!
And I'm running, I'm running,
I'm running and crying...!
