Не зови и не проси - Вольная стая

The Earth beneath has faintly winced,

The skies concealed behind the seal of gloomy storms.

As a flock of white birds flurry hurried up

Whispered words of pray’r to heaven…

You begged the Fate to remit

And beseeched to let you fly and set you free

And be hindered not.

Between dreams and hellhole

Spread your wings and have it your way.

Never ask and never call,

Rise up from your knees, and free your soul.

Give up all you got, it’s the price for treason

Never ask without a reason.

In your hands you dug your face

Yelling out again, oh, every single phrase.

Crystal clear tears, scalding drops of fury

Melt down lies of life eternal.