I feel the air
And blowing the wind
They bring me shadows of past
The heat of sun
And cold of night
All go towards the end
Search for an answer from silent god
I fight for a moment
For a life more
I have only few years
A sunrise a sunset
All go towards the end
I hear the voices
Of generations
They tell of different lives
But always the same
War stories men wasted
They tell of tears and pain
We are... Born
We will be... Dead
The circle of life
The circle of life
I hear the voices
Of generations
They tell of different lives
But always the same
War stories men wasted
They tell of tears and pain
We are... Born
We will be... Dead
The circle of life
The circle of life
The circle of life
The circle of life
Life life life