Lyric

You look at her

And imitate all her movements

In your dreams, you dream

And wish to dance like her

And you don't take your eyes off her

Trying to capture the moment

Giving it your all

Step by step

You move towards success

And finally

Your dreams come true

Through hardships to the stars

From the bottom you rise up

And you endure the pain

That you inflict on yourself

How coveted is the cup of glory

And you long to drink from it

You imagine a stage

And flowers, and the applause of the audience

Your eyes are closed

And your arms are like wings

All eyes are on you

Your finest hour has come

You bathed

In the rays of your fleeting glory

And flew

Like a butterfly to a flame

What have you gained from this now?

The distant bright light of the stars

That attracted you (Attracted...)

(Attracted...)