Wit Licht [English translation]

I am a man of flesh and blood,

A drop in the ocean,

Unrecognizable in the waves.

A grain of sand in the desert,

Engulfed by the crowd,

And I get buried again and again.

But carried by the white light.

I rise higher than myself.

I lose my weight (figuratively).

More than a shadow in the white light.

with open eyes in the sun,

I discover my face.

I get born in the mountains,

Carry water to the sea,

But why am I forgotten.

I put my steps in the sand,

But it gets washed away without a sound.

and I fill in my place in the void again.

But carried by the white light,

I am coming free from the one that made me.

The time is turning a blind eye.

More than a shadow in the white light.

With open eyes in the sun,

I discover my face.

I feel that this candle

Won't be burning forever.

So I drown myself in the illusion

That is created by this light.

A very short time, and then the truth

will beat the lie out of my hands.

My eyes are burning like hell,

But I'd rather be blind

than that I would have to die here.

Carried by the white light,

I am coming free from the one that made me.

The time is turning a blind eye.

More than a shadow in the white light.

With open eyes in the sun.

Carried by the white light,

I rise above myself,

I lose my weight.

More than a shadow in the white light.

with open eyes in the sun,

I am losing my face.

I am a man made of flesh and blood,

A drop in the ocean,

getting buried by the waves.

• Artist:Marco Borsato
• Album:Wit Licht