Striving red

LISTEN TO - ASCOLTA

So life does not give rest, it's something I should know 

it is a constant challenge for body and soul 

I have to find back all the strength that I had 

in front of me I see months of striving red 

I know that I can fall down with a little blow 

all the mistakes I've done have made me feeble 

the fiddles have stopped to play in my head 

in front of me I see only barren lands 

I hope that one day I'll be better 

in the name of all that I've learned 

and I will have a gilded leather 

to save me from all that is wrong 

But bloody autumn is just started 

how to survive into this fold? 

Jumbles of tokens were arrived 

but we have chosen to ignore them all 

I try to breath to increase my so faint hope 

listening to the rustle of leaves of autumn 

I've to remain a bit deluded that 

all this pain only will dab myself  

I hope that one day I'll be better 

in the name of all that I've learned 

and I will have a gilded leather 

to save me from all that is wrong 

But bloody autumn is just started 

how to survive into this fold? 

Jumbles of tokens were arrived 

but we have chosen to ignore them all