Текст песни A White Dream

The death coloured snow

Which blew over from Far Asia

To melt in Pinning City,

To moisten our hearts,

To bring our desire and hope back to life.

That's our colour.

Bloody arms, set teeth,

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The ground is a hell carpet

Burning with thousands of requests,

The hell, the paradise is ours.

Let closed door open, open forever!

And we'll cease to be other people's slaves,

Slaves of things, slaves of life.

That's our call.