Chorus:
The city, where I was born
The band, where played on Washburn
Left in the past
I’m an outcast
Forever
I’m looking for the new place
Without any rat race
No matter where
But I’ll be there
Soever
Verse 1:
I am oppressed in the native land
I feel on neck The Iron Hand
I’m tired of chase, Look at my face!
I’m in the ranks, I keep the pace!
I wanna see the simple things
But everywhere are only kinks
Well-being? – No!
Fair-dealing? – No!
Compassion? – No!
Confession? – No! No! No!
Chorus
Verse 2:
And this is not the only cause.
I can live here! I can! Of course!
But meanwhile my future child
Should not live in the such wild!
And in this way my nearest goal –
Prepare myself and leave it all
Away from dim! Towards the dream!
No matter where! BUT I’LL BE THERE!!!