I'm looking now where I have been
   I try to see where I will go
   this are two ways shrouded in fog
   what is my existence's sense?
  
   every day I'm wondering, will there be a change?
   every hour, a loss of power - every day
   every day I'm wondering, will something new begin
   time is flying, minutes dying - every day
  
   unsure of my heart, unsure of myself
   wondering silently of what could be
   I ask you now: Is this life?
   meaningless, a senseless, useless way
  
   shattered nerves, but here I stay, every day
   I will move on, the journey never ends