Show me the way to the green fields,
Where the end of horizon is not seen,
Where you shouldn't play obeying the roles,
And run away from scorching sun.

Open my cage - let the sun in,
Let me taste the air.
Untie my hands, take this cross away,
Show that you are not a coward.

Help me to rise, shaking off the dust,
Decline people's prejudice -
Not believing, rejecting their false true story
Doesn't mean to lose reason!

05.09.2006