Do you ever walk outside to smell the rain
Does that fool you, a concept just too strange?
Have you ever tried to take a summer breeze
Is it just me?
When the wind, it blows, it blows a valiant flame
The gentle breeze you hear refuse the same
The ocean drowns a thousand times and,
Who said we need the game?
The sun goes up, the sun goes down, the world goes round and still
We don’t
We don’t know what, still, what goes round and still
We don’t (x2)
The misty hills cover everything
Despite our tries to fight the night and win
Against the tide we try to fight
We try to push against the wind
When the stars they shine, they shine a fairy tale
The echoes of the times we cannot fill
The storm starts once again and,
Who said we need the game?
The sun goes up, the sun goes down, the world goes round and still
We don’t (x6)