Bài hát: Cesta - Krystof, Tomas Klus

This way
This direction
I should have been gone long ago

When it snows
The way is rougher
But the snow melts again
A bit of tenderness
They first promise
And then give to you

More strength
To fight
Wen out of luck
It is better to give, than to take

And even when it is hard to follow
And you have to crawl on your knees
Make her stop giving these questions

Am I approaching my destination?
How much faith is left?
Where are leading
The guardrails, that deceit me in the dark?
Am I going backwards?
Just wasting the words, that I scream?
That they won't open me door at my home again

Or should I follow the crowd?
Laugh, when somebody snaps fingers?
Have my own walkway of fame
And cheering crowds in front of me
And be a part of the herd, with bent back?

But I want to sing, and play
Kiss ankles and just stand around
On the wings of a nightingale
And just out of the habit to stop asking

Am I approaching my destination?
How much faith is left?
Where are leading
The guardrails, that deceit me in the dark?
Am I going backwards?
Just wasting the words, that I scream?
That they won't open me door at my home again