in this city of broken glass,
my dreams are turning blue.
running away really fast,
losing myself, having no clue.
the voices telling me to give up,
the angry faces of my dearest,
the loving sun is going to set up,
the hate will never expose its fairness.
running away really fast,
not even dare to look back,
from this city of broken glass,
the sky got dark and turned black.
