Up on the mountain
close to the sky
where the air is cold
and the wind is dry
they told me: shout!give it a try
and you'll fell better in an eye blink

I said No,no,no I can't
My throat will shut
and I am scared

Down by the sea
into the night
close to the waves
where there's no light
they told me : cry! give it a try
and you'll feel better in no time!

I said No,no,no I can't
My eyes will burn
and I am scared

Next to the road
close to them all
late at one evening,
I remember it was Fall,
they told me nothing;
they didn't care

The fault was mine,
for I was too scared
to let people care,
to let people help,
to listen, to talk..
and, in all, to dare.