Do not take away my cry of hope from me, O God, O God, do not make my heart narrow, O God, O God, I have been deprived and tired of my nest, apart from my companions, from the calamity of the storm, my wings have been broken, do not take my hope from me, O God, O God, do not take away my longing from me, O God, O God, do not take away my longing from the sanctuary of my heart, O God, the
color of lust and the night, when I say in the cage, oh in the cage , that the hand of judgment is tied. The wings of the day and the night rise from my throat and I stop moaning and I stop crying out for everything
that Badadabadawa from this storm Oh from this storm Oh oh from this rampage Oh from this rampage I cry out for
everything Badabadawa from this storm Oh oh from this rampage Oh oh from this rampage Dont take away my hope from me Oh God Oh God, dont miss my heart Oh God, O God, I am far from my nest to my sky, I am destitute and tired From the calamity of the storm, my wings have been broken,
my heart has gone to the color of my heartache to say that inside the cage, oh inside the cage , oh that the hand of fate is tied, the wings are tied, the wings rise from my throat day and night, and I stop moaning, and I stop screaming, oh
