Besedila: Girugamesh. BORDER (english).

Who wants a border?

Before your outstretched palm
A voice that longs for hope and
The wind of a foreign country tells you
"Grasp freedom and the power to live!"

The motivation to present your words
And eardrums that will receive the answer
Pierce the paralyzed sensation and shape a new landscape

In the colors of your eyes
What I've seen is that there's a differences in each and every one
By coming into contact and understanding one another
We grasp an even deeper meaning

War&Peace
Beyond oceans
Beyond countries
Looking up to countless cities
What can we do?

The exchanged words are now inscribed in song
Resound to all the living things in this world
Smash the wall before your eyes, run through it
Go beyond words and send a melody on the wind

Words seeking help and your own immature ability
The desire to be able to change something becomes the nourishment of tomorrow

War&Peace
Starvation, conflict, and discrimination
How can you love repeating it day after day?
This is the depicted reality

Destroy the borderline

How long will we cut down life, continue screaming
Until we're able to change something with a song?
If we can't even protect what's irreplaceable
There's no way our hopes will be realized

Flashing your life
At the very least, what's something you think
Flashing your life
Can I do that for you right now?