Текст песни
In a world of endless gray weekdays and silent walls
People get lost forgetting themselves
As prisoners of their own lives
They languish in the web of duties
Consumed by meaningless routines
Like puppets dancing under the threat of invisible strings
All that remains for them
Is to yearn for the illusion of freedom
Lost in long-forgotten dreams
In their eyes only the flicker of lost hopes remains
And their hearts beat to the rhythm
Of endless loneliness trapped in oppressive silence
