On the rock like a dog chain,
confined and rejected,
Punished is not destiny,
Defeated by a stranger fear.
Fear of those who wish to cut short the justice like sound on his lips
It was necessary to hide, imprison and cause suffering
And every day
He could only have a fear of
Find
And lose once again
Also, as we are - pasted mouths
Thousands years have passed, but nothing has changed
The wings flew over the range
To take the prey again
Court to punish dishonest
Someone who help
There will come the hour when the wings of those who bite us will burn
And everyone will be able to shout
You have no power to frighten
Have no power to be silent
Have no right to be here
And You have no right to live
There will come a time!
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