Will we find the way of pride? Two hands, two legs, for sure, we stand a chance Instead of doing nothing, we think we should run a risk We know we must knock on closed doors Time's running out and we're getting old So what are we waiting for? Is this really what we want? Each of us has to face the reality to choose our own destiny Tell me why we must follow the trail Are you afraid to see us fail? We're born to live a life in our own way But we're bound to our job and our money For security