You earlier dreamed of a luxurious palace.
The prince would take you on a spirited horse.
You very wanted flying to a land of flowers.
And you would live like a queen, of course.
Chorus
A Golden cage attracts by glitter.
A Golden cage beckons like songs.
You realized that you have lost the freedom
And to renounce forever your love.
You plunged in(to) festive weekdays eagerly.
The rapturous exclamation was with envy in the eyes.
You were confused by pretense but woke up abruptly.
Your lips were trembling and your soul was unwise.
Now Freedom is sawed in your wishful dreaming.
You have escaped from their glittering chains.
You are walking by a field with love's feeling.
And the night with a lover is warmer in the hay.
07.12.2012
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