When I no longer believe in my dreams
Or when I live those of others
When my fist is raised less often
When I am no longer one of you
And when I 'forget what I believe
They give me back my faith
So I hear, I hear
I hear the voice of the wise
And I sing
I sing with them
No more fighting
No more killing
When love is no longer
only a duty
Or when my gaze turns away
br/>When I prefer not to know
Or my soul becomes deaf
And when I forget what I owe
They show me the way
So I hear, I hear
I hear the way of the wise
And I sing
I sing with them
No more fighting
No more killing
br/>{Choruses}
When I no longer believe in my dreams
Or when I live those of others
When less often my fist is raised
When I am no longer with you
So I hear, I hear
I hear the way of the wise
And I sing
I sing with them

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