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