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- Над треком работали
- Никита Берсенев, Марат Миндубаев, Борис Соколов
- Автор музыки
- Никита Берсенев
- Автор текста
- Никита Берсенев
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- Single Birds
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- Iron bars all around this tiny cage
And it seems no one wants anything to change
Pleasant and warm, place with no sadness or fear
In paradise it's so easy - forget how to feel
Everything's simple but nobody knows why
It's so painful to look at the sky
Looking at forbidden sky
Holding on the perch tight
Tiny nest became home
Wings were dragged down by stone
And their eyes have long lost their vigilance
And their claws long ago smashed against the fence
Their wings are nothing but a kind of attire
Their life is nothing but a circus and lie
The trough is full and feathers shine
Running in circle strictly along the line
Till their legs are broken till their breathe is gone
Till the day they will be free
When their time has run