| Song | Open My World |
| Artist | Perzonal War |
| Album | Different But the Same |
| 作曲 : Perzonal War, Zimmer | |
| Walking straight ahead my steps lower their speed | |
| Some desperate will is growing stronger | |
| I am getting closer but not nearer what else can there be | |
| No I won't take it any longer | |
| I hear the voices talking loud leading me straight to the edge | |
| Can this be real | |
| I feel the breeze blowing stronger it is touching my face | |
| Can this be real | |
| It is coming over me my dream haunts me again | |
| The way is the aim – try at least – I hope I can | |
| The sun is low and light is changing | |
| I am still on my way around me some new things come alive | |
| Wind blows sand into my face and let's me dream of my dreams | |
| But it is so unreal | |
| It is coming over me my dream haunts me again | |
| The way is the aim – try at least – I hope I can | |
| Open my world again | |
| And lost times will arise | |
| Open my world again | |
| Beware | |
| No concrete reason for my wondering | |
| I try to think back | |
| What were the days that changed my life | |
| Is there anything that made me close my eyes | |
| From the world | |
| Anything that changed my life at all | |
| The sun is much lower now shadows take | |
| Control over me | |
| This can't be real | |
| My eyes stare at the ground observing | |
| The progress I have made | |
| All the time I was standing still | |
| It is coming over me my dream haunts me again | |
| The way is the aim – try at least – I hope I can | |
| Open my world again | |
| And lost times will arise | |
| Open my world again | |
| Beware |
| zuò qǔ : Perzonal War, Zimmer | |
| Walking straight ahead my steps lower their speed | |
| Some desperate will is growing stronger | |
| I am getting closer but not nearer what else can there be | |
| No I won' t take it any longer | |
| I hear the voices talking loud leading me straight to the edge | |
| Can this be real | |
| I feel the breeze blowing stronger it is touching my face | |
| Can this be real | |
| It is coming over me my dream haunts me again | |
| The way is the aim try at least I hope I can | |
| The sun is low and light is changing | |
| I am still on my way around me some new things come alive | |
| Wind blows sand into my face and let' s me dream of my dreams | |
| But it is so unreal | |
| It is coming over me my dream haunts me again | |
| The way is the aim try at least I hope I can | |
| Open my world again | |
| And lost times will arise | |
| Open my world again | |
| Beware | |
| No concrete reason for my wondering | |
| I try to think back | |
| What were the days that changed my life | |
| Is there anything that made me close my eyes | |
| From the world | |
| Anything that changed my life at all | |
| The sun is much lower now shadows take | |
| Control over me | |
| This can' t be real | |
| My eyes stare at the ground observing | |
| The progress I have made | |
| All the time I was standing still | |
| It is coming over me my dream haunts me again | |
| The way is the aim try at least I hope I can | |
| Open my world again | |
| And lost times will arise | |
| Open my world again | |
| Beware |