Burry your anger at your heart
Roots of a tree are the basis (weigher of a book is the basis)
Grab your fight and fate, come here
I'm sick and tired
you smacked a slap at the dawn
Pen of the clerk is in the cage
My vein's cracked he was surprised*
I got ashamed
While you were standing in front of the winds
That heart of yours doesnt know about mercy
When brothership is howlinggin the streets
Are you surprised? What does forbidden mean, boy?
I wish I would burn from your hands
I wish I would wake up in poison
Cores cannot be selled
There is sun, right ahead
"Rip your epaulets, run from your people!
Come on, get out of the houses
From metal towers, and basements
Get out from shelters with dome, barracks with wire nets
Break the white glass, hear the song of the tree, see under the mountain, pass over it
Command, instantly, move all the rocks from the road
Let the world be level crossing
Rip their heart, give them to the arms of the cogwheel** at age seven
Then let them shout around it 'çark to left'***
But no, there's nothing anymore
But your soul is bonded
But your wings used to burn for flying
But we want, we need the secret of this universe
Maestro, we grow flowers in out mouths
You'll see if we open, you'll see if we open"