The World From Above
The cold dawn is falling asleep...
A city of soulless machines,
A city that doesn't exist...
[Instrumental solo]
And a bird is flying in vain,
But she can't see the glass,
The bird aspires to the sky again,
Where the sun is and where the moon...
[Chorus ]
To spread your wings again,
To see the world from above,
To dive into freedom and power,
And touch your soul itself...
[Instrumental music]
But I ask you, my bird, again,
Stay with me, behind the glass,
Freedom is only our dream,
In fact, the struggle in the shackles...
[Instrumental music]
Only when we are all together,
And the warmth is behind our glass,
No one will disappear into the empty sky,
So we can go back home then...
[Chorus ]
To spread your wings again,
To see the world from above,
To dive into freedom and power,
And touch your soul itself...
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