Dóna'm La Má

All the doors seemed shut
All our words faded into the night
And we cried over the tragedy
We mourned the strategy
And we cried until we got bored.

We’re not victims of any curse
Nor is our weakness the mark of fate
The hunt for dreams begins
On the dust and the ashes
We’ve drawn the path to follow.

From the whispers and the loudest voices
From our wellspring of answers that keeps flowing
The hunt for dreams opens
On the dust and the ashes
We’ve drawn the path to follow.

I want to whisper in your ear, give me your hand
We’ve decided yes
That we’re moving in a network
Get yourself going.
I want to whisper in your ear, give me your hand

Far from the valley of sorrow
Far from the valley of false pain
If we broaden our horizons
And sharpen our rhymes
There won’t be a barrier that can stop us.

We’ve already drawn
15,000 paths to follow
There’s no ink left
In the pen or in me
But you see...

If we’ve observed
15,000 paths to follow
There’s still hope
Let’s walk the path

Far from the valley of sorrow
Far from the valley of false pain.
If we broaden our horizons
Fear will be silenced
The ghosts will be quiet
And the nights will be sweet as candy.

I want to whisper in your ear, give me your hand
We’ve decided yes
That we’re moving in a network
Get yourself going.
I want to whisper in your ear, give me your hand.