Description
Sometimes the storm hits not when everything falls apart, but when it suddenly goes quiet. The wet sky hangs low, your breath catches, and it feels like it will last forever. But somewhere out there, behind the veil, the sun is already shining through. It's not visible yet, but it's stubbornly warming through the grey, as if it knows we simply won't make it without it. The music comes in waves - sometimes it thumps in your chest, then suddenly becomes transparent, as if giving you a chance to catch your breath. Between doubt and faith, between "not yet" and "no longer," that stubborn "hang on" rings out. Without guarantees, without a route, but with a quiet agreement to keep going as long as something resonates within.
Lyrics and translation
Original
Couldn't break the fall. Turn around to tide.
Quickly came the flood.
That would change our lives. Now we can't go back.
And our better days, feel like artifacts of a treasured past.
Now we can't go back even though we've tried.
It won't be long until the gloom is over.
Soon the sun has to shine its light upon us.
Keep holding on, I need you more than ever.
This nearly April.
Swear that golden state. No wings undefined.
Wounds like open gates. Still we feel entrapped and we can't go back.
My heartbeat a rage. Hit like heavy rain.
Is it worth the pain?
Is it evil eye? Well, it's got this time.
It won't be long until the blooms take over.
We won't be chasing night, we're chasing wonders.
Wait for me, promise you won't let me weather this nearly April,
April.
No guarantees, no ways to know. So many places we'll go.
No certainty, no ways to know what life has in store. No guarantees, no ways to know.
So many places we'll go.
No certainty, no ways to know what life has in store. No guarantees, no ways to know.
So many places we will go.
No certainty, no ways to know what lies ahead. No guarantees, no ways to know.
So many places we will go.
No ways to know what life has in store.
English translation
Couldn't break the fall. Turn around to tide.
Quickly came the flood.
That would change our lives. Now we can't go back.
And our better days, feel like artifacts of a treasured past.
Now we can't go back even though we've tried.
It won't be long until the gloom is over.
Soon the sun has to shine its light upon us.
Keep holding on, I need you more than ever.
This nearly April.
Swear that golden state. No wings undefined.
Wounds like open gates. Still we feel entrapped and we can't go back.
My heartbeat a rage. Hit like heavy rain.
Is it worth the pain?
Is it evil eye? Well, it's got this time.
It won't be long until the blooms take over.
We won't be chasing night, we're chasing wonders.
Wait for me, promise you won't let me weather this nearly April,
April.
No guarantees, no ways to know. So many places we'll go.
No certainty, no ways to know what life has in store. No guarantees, no ways to know.
So many places we'll go.
No certainty, no ways to know what life has in store. No guarantees, no ways to know.
So many places we will go.
No certainty, no ways to know what lies ahead. No guarantees, no ways to know.
So many places we will go.
No ways to know what life has in store.