Let your soul, be your pilot
Let your soul guide you
He'll guide you well
When you're down and they're counting
When your secrets, all found out
When your troubles, take to mounting
When the map you have, leads you to doubt
When there's no information and the compass turns
To nowhere that you know well
Just let your soul, be your pilot
Let your soul guide you
He'll guide you well
When the doctor failed to heal you
When no medicine chest, can make you well
When no counsel, leads to comfort
When there are no more lies, they can tell
No more useless information and the compass spins
The compass spins between Heaven and Hell
Just let your soul, be your pilot
Let your soul guide you
He'll guide you well
An' your eyes turn towards the window pane
Lights upon the hill
The distance seems so strange to you now
The dark room seems so still
Let your pain, be my sorrow
Let your tears, be my tears too
Let your courage, be my model
That the north you'll find, will be true
When there's no information
And the compass turns to nowhere
To nowhere, that you know well
Just let your soul, be your pilot
Let your soul guide you
Let your soul, guide you
Let your soul guide you, upon your way
Let your soul guide you along the way
Let your soul guide you along the way
Let your soul guide you along the way
Let your soul guide you along the way
Let your soul guide you along the way
Let your soul guide you along the way
When the doctor failed to heal you
Only so many lies they can tell
No more useless information
Just your soul to guide you
Let your soul guide you
Let your soul guide you
Let your soul guide you
Let your soul guide you
Let your pain, be my sorrow
Let your tears, be my tears too
Let your courage, be my model
That the north you'll find
That the north you'll find, will be true
Let your soul
Morao bi biti čarobnjak
sa svim znanjima spremnim u rukavu
čitač misli i njegovatelj rana
onaj koji želi da sve suze budu isplakane
koji se ne boji najcrnijeg mraka
nego ima lampu u pripremi
i koji smije čuti najveće gluposti i najbahatije izjave
i znati da one ne znače ništa
baš nimalo ništa
trebao bi biti onaj koji zna
i kojem je sve jasno
koji ne sumnja nego samo pruža, pruža i pruža
trebao bi biti čarobnjak.
Trebao bi biti vidar
pun poezije i lijepih slika
pun munja i olujnog neba
pun kiše i pun vrućine sunca
sve u jednom.
Trebao bi stvarno biti čarobnjak.