Текст песни Ясвена - Ты всё бьешься в своей клетке

Cold black sky,
Only a fraction of the stars in my way .
Lovely night for victory
Over the power of the earth - come out - fly .
I see : the open door ,
And the bars are already good for nothing .
Clogged heart hope
Perhaps now ..?
Maybe for spring ...

But you still fuss about in his cage ,
Everything you do not want to find out,
What kind of people - puppets
For their own devils. hear
You're able to fly around
Could he curb the wind
But you do not need anything
In the cage is everything in the world .

It is not necessary to extend the hand ,
No need to pity and dangerous love .
So asking for help fly
Hungry spider that weaves its thread
The last drop of patience
In the glass, my dopivat- go
I know the answer without a doubt
Yet again ask - Fly!

But you still fuss about in his cage ,
Everything you do not want to find out,
What kind of people - puppets
For their own devils. hear
You're able to fly around
Could he curb the wind
But you do not need anything
In the cage is everything in the world .

But you still fuss about in his cage ,
Everything you do not want to find out,
What kind of people - puppets
For their own devils. hear
You're able to fly around
Could he curb the wind
But you do not need anything
In the cage is everything in the world .