Клетка [Kletka] [English translation]

My heart beats like into the cage, mixing the night dreams,

My dream is to touch the water in the black saucer,

to look for the aroma of dead flowers,

to get free from the thoughts.

This is life in the poppy field

or to wait for saving in the salt sea

to find myself in an old video

but the avulsed wounds remain in the eyes.

It is impossible to recognize a man in myself,

moving my hand along the veins and listen to what doesn't exist,

what air feeds

filling the living walls with itself.

I am burning... I am no more here...

I do not wanna be here anymore... as a fire...

forever... blood goes away in a wave...

that's all... pain left my body...

What seems to be clear - lines will cover,

Hide it irregularly in a black cross,

iron lines cut my face

and i disappear in the closed cage.. I disappear...

• Artist:Amatory
• Album:Вечно Прячется Судьба