Yes, we are the rogues,
To nobody dear,
By nobody loved.

Yes, we are strangers.
Seeking for what does not exist.
Waiting for what holds no good.

And no, we are hopeless,
We never trust people
We never  follow the crowd .

And no, we don't need you.
Tired of you talking nonsense
Afraid of you telling lies.

Yet, we still have something
We are artists beyond any rules
We are dreamer with out a sleep.

Yet, we just take our time.
There is a place for us somewhere
The is a chance we might win someday.

So what, we are different
Riddles are the language we speak.
Coldness is the bless we desire.

So what, we are madmen.
You ain't getting a clue 'bout what we think.
You ain't taking us there, to a reality of yours.

Let go
Now you're far ahead of them,
So don't give a **** about them.
Let go
You've put an end to this struggle,
Made it one-piece through the trouble.
You won it all , oh didn't you, rebel.
Now take your time to  rest, revel.
Let go
You hear me? Come on and dare,
Just live with out a single care.
Forget. Breath freee at last.
You know what  past is past.
Begin again. It's time to move on.
Live it behind, and with us live on.
Let go
Give up, rise up, because  you are no slave.
Fly high, reach sky, you've got to be brave.

I wait for something, allways wait.
I know in the future there is something grate.
The knowledge gives hope, desire to go on.
And while I do, I dream on and on.

With nobody to love, I've got a lot of free time.
Figures: I'm all alone, yet by me it is fine.
So much free time, might as well waste it.
But lonliness is freedom, so I go ahead and embrace it

Знай, что зима-королевна уж пришла.
Как и всегда, сотню даров с собой принесла.
И вновь младшеклашками стали мы.
Уф, наконец-то сбылись наши грёзы и сны.
Песнь я вновь слышу, что почти уж канула в лету.
Дивен праздник вокруг и красота, внесу-ка и я свою лепту.
Откуда вся эта радость и доброта, кто освободил им здесь место.
Вижу, куда-то сбегает отчаянно боль, и верно, в зиме ей не место.

Dream it
Being able to dream is the nature's bless
What is it worth? Well, many things , I guess.
Dream it
Don't you listen what they say
Close your eyes and fly so far away.
Go to the beautiful distant worlds.
Write their stories, walk their roads.
Dream it
Hurry up and choose your muse
Come on  and shine, inspire and amuse .
Love or hate,get guided by a feeling.
Than rise high beyond the sealing.
So feel and dream, as that is your might
Follow no roads, stay free in your flight.
Dream it
Now let us keep it up all night long.
Just name the theme, so I could sing along

but

i don't want your advice about hanging in there
i don't want to hear about how i should wait for the rest of my life to begin
i don't want to hear about what should give me light
i don't want to hear about the struggles of valuable lessons or the triumph of hope

i don't want empty promises or vacant encouragements
i don't want your moral high horse or veiled condescension

i want to hear your honest opinions
i want to hear your soul cry out in protest
about how you're drowning your sorrows
about how your brain feels like a worn out sponge
and your heart an old wrung rag

i want to hear how you're close to giving up
i want to hear how you're burning out
i want to hear how coffee makes you shake
i want to hear how you need pills to sleep
i want to hear how the thoughts of your future scare you more than your past ever did

i want to hear all your fears.

i want to know that in all of mine,
**i'm not alone.