We, the sanes.

We, the sanes.
The only sensible,
At this place.
And the regime,
Is after us,
Cause we are different.
We, the sanes.
the people who see,
the warmness in the cold.
Who get backs instead of eyes,
Cause we are different.

And we're not proud,
That we are who we are.
Looking for,
another existence.
But if we will change,
Who'll stay to fight.

We, the sanes.
They are thousands,
and we're two.
But who cares,
if we're different,
than them.

And we're not proud,
That we are who we are.
Looking for,
another existence.
But if we will change,
Who'll stay to fight.
Who'll stay to fight?

We, the sanes.
We're not afraid,
of love each other.
So what if we're both boys?
What's wrong?
We, the sanes.
So this love is very unique.
But I hope,
That one day,
It'll be okay.

And we're not proud,
That we are who we are.
Looking for,
another existence.
But if we will change,
Who'll stay to fight?

We, the sanes.
We're not afraid,
of love each other.
So what if we're both boys?
What is wrong?