Birds are born with no shackles Then what fetters my fate? Blown away, the white petals Leave me trapped in the cage The endless isolation Can wear down my illusion Someday, I'll make a dream unchained Let my heart bravely spread the wings Soaring past the night, to trace the primal light Let the clouds heal me of the stains Gently wipe the sorrow of my life I dream What is meant by miraclе? A word outside my days Once again, repеatable But how could I escape? No further hesitation On those unanswered questions So now, I’ll make a dream unchained Let my heart bravely spread the wings Soaring past the night, to trace the primal light Let the clouds heal me of the stains Gently wipe the sorrow of my life I dream Let my heart bravely spread the wings Soaring past the night, to trace the primal light Let the clouds heal me of the stains Gently wipe the sorrow of my life I dream