Nimetön

My little broken wings, will they carry my wishes?
Are those wishes too heavy?

Am I able to fly and see?
My sins, all those things I've done
Do I regret? Will I get my atonment, my baptism?

Are my hopes un-real? I'd like to fly so high
Cure my little wings.
Cure my scars, heart and soul
Will I ever be able to love and be loved?
Will I find the light that shows me the way

I'd like to love this blood-red unreal world
What I call home even when I'm crying

My little broken wings, my wishes
All here, beside me
If I believe, my wings will be cured
And I can fly again