It's easy to open the door
But how to cross the threshold?
The fire behind can give no warmth
A black road is in front of us
Refrão:
What stops us? Fear?
No. The road affracts
Doubt? But decision is made
Memories? No, it's silly.
What stops us on the threshold?
Why can't we go?
Nobody knows
The shut door helps us to leave
Refrão
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