Intended to fly away

Pretended myself a wind

Appeared to hesitate

Love struggle was truly hard to win

Intended to fly away

Pretended myself a wind

Appeared to hesitate

In a love struggle

And every struggle is a bubble with an air inside

We need to pop it to put the clock on and live our life

Collected feathers for wings to fly

Obtained experience of the invective failure

There is no human ideal

There is no love without self-control