Trapped in the birdcage
You holding the keys
Breeze softly winnow my feathers
As soft as you touching these

Custody within the golden cage
Crushing air feels stale
Pressure silently killing us
Dreaming ‘bout tiny sighings of gale

With eagerness I’m gazing
Up to the sky
Toward the endless
Ocean of paleness

Almost forgotten
But it still my
Dream of enslaved
Bird of prey

Breaking out to be free again
Into the realm of fantasy
Where flower fields aftеr the rain
And giant trees are hiding me
Whеre dragon slayer story told
By vagrant bard in castle hall
The sound of this ancient song
It’s calling me, my blood and soul!
My blood and soul

А-а-а..

I’m breaking out to be free
Into the realm of fantasy
Where flower fields after the rain
And giant trees are hiding me

Where gragon slayers stories told
By vagrant bards in castle hall
The legend of the ancient war
Is calling me , my blood and soul!
My blood and soul