Every morning when I wake,
A feeling soon begins to overtake me
Ringing in my ears resounds through my brain;
It finally surrounds me
There is fire, there is life,
There is passion, fever and fury.
There is love and there is hate,
There is longing, anger and worry.
Oh, I am a flame;
Feel it touch my heart.
And down at my core is the hottest part.
I can run without fear.
If it should become too cold,
I know I can endure the frostbite.
Oh, a blanket then I'll wrap around me;
I keep myself so close to my sight.
No one then can cause me harm,
Just as the river runs into the sea.
'Cause every day,
A fire alarm is deafening the silence all around me.
It is burning.
It is burning.
You can trust me; we can laugh
Together we can share our sorrow.
I will give you secrets too,
An attitude that you may borrow.
Gypsy woman said to me,
"One thing you must bear in your mind:
You are young and you are free,
But damned if you're deceased in your own lifetime."
Oh, you have a flame;
Feel it in your heart.
And down at the core is the hottest part.
We can run without fear.
It is burning.
It is burning.
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