A little bird in whole the world,
It flies away, it felt to earth.
It broke her wings, it broke her dreams
It try to rise, it try to live
But world is big, and bird is small
The world prevents her flies at all.
It made a cage with golden rods
It made a brilliant drinking bowls.
Bird dreams of free, bird pined for prison,
Inside her cage she tried surviving.
And have no chance for it, of course
Cause she’s born free, this way she follows.