Текст песни Uncreated Light - Спорить с судьбой

Running without hearing the noise of the chase,
Through the shadows of the past many years.
As the spirit of a free, rebellious,
With the fate of a man arguing.

He himself used to prophesy,
Dreams loyal, bright path.
But the life of his mighty finger,
Always indicate where to roll.

Disposes of fate
Our whole life as a game,
Her whim at the cost of life,
Bypass times.

There are no winning bids,
There bets only on the game,
You are entering into a struggle with destiny,
To save the dream.
 
And so in the struggle against their fate
And to find the path.
As days pass the night
And the years of your best.

But do not feel sorry for what you dream
He lived so many years.
As the spirit of a free, rebellious,
With the fate of a man arguing.