Your are looking for ways
To your happiness
Alone, just alone
You are moving these days
Out of sereness
So all alone, just alone

And instead of searching for help
You are smoking a cigarette
They tear apart lives
Which you can never let go
You are my wind of life
Under these crimson skies
You turn to aeon times
Till the day I die

This is the wind of life
Under these rainy skies
Please keep your hope all life
Till the day you die
And nobody sees your woe
And no-one will get to know
And no-one will see the truth

Aeon times
Wind of life
We have to cope
And keeping hope