Coming home after a long long walk 

Coming home after a dozen of walks 

Coming home after a long long war 

Coming home after a dozen of wars 



We are out of wind 

We have pock-marked chin 

We have lots of water 

We turn the other cheek and we win 



One thousand stories and there's always more 

We've been offered one more lap to go 

In my hand I hold a key 

It's dear to me cause I know where it leads 



We are out of wind 

We have pock-marked chin 

We have all this water 

We turn the other cheek and we grin