The birds in the cage are used to the helplessness of their lives, they breathe
without each other, in the corner of the cage,
they dont know what the journey is, they
love the door, whoever sheds it, they are
happy, they think that their God is
a lifetime, they are strangers to the sky, they are strangers to the sky, but they are
always unfortunate, they know what they call the star, they
know what the world is spring,
they know how easy it is to fall in love, how easy it is to fall in love under the rain in the
sky, not seeing the sun, what light it has
, what is the spring of the eastern mountain, how far is it
?The cage is so big, I wish I was a bird, it
didnt matter if they jumped, but I was a winner
, it doesnt matter when you dont know and you dont see
it, it gets sad, when you know and see it, it gets sad,
when you know and see what it is, they
know what the
star is called, they know what the world is spring,
they know how easy it is to fall in love, the birds in the
cage are used to being lonely in their lives, they
breathe in the corner of the cage,
they dont know what the journey is, they
love the door, whoever
pours it is happy. They do their God, they have
a lifetime, they are strangers
to the sky,
they have so many blessings, but they are always deprived, they
know what they call the star,
they know what the world is spring, they
know how easy it is to fall in love, how easy it is to fly under the rain.
