Poema Arcanus nocturnal blossom intro

... Can you keep a secret?
At night's darkest time
Silent and barefoot I run ... I run
While in dreams, everybody lie
To be witness, to be witness
My shadow makes no comments
As I climb the mountains ... of life
Or as I go down into the valley's depths
To be witness, to be witness
And there in the great blackness
A rose starts to grow, giving life
For a child to be witness
Or leaving a man to die
So I've been witness, so I've been witness
So, can you keep a secret?