They are not that many
And it's already too much for me
Their name is heard so often
Supposedly for our heart to get soften

As they took my heart as a hostage,
I am loosing sleep and courage.
They frighten me, daily, nightly,
What is the ransom going to be ?

I either will be scared to life
And hide myself behind bars
Or I'll open up… Even though
I'll get hut, for what I know…