Live in a cage,
You may call it a freedom -
It's like A pretty long break,
Which is almost at end.
We are the dead,
But we're leaving by order;
Turning into stains
on a sad broken heart.
There are no angels in heaven.
There is only a hell,
Which is ringing a bell
As if angels were still in heaven
It goes: 'Angels - they are still in heaven...'
But there are none of them
And there's no heaven.
Life is a line
For the meeting with satin.
People swallowing god,
Just like they're taking their pills.
Because we are alone
And we are rounded by darkness.
It is so sad to wait
Without knowing for what.
There are no angels in heaven.
There's only a hell,
Which is ringing a bell
As if angels were still in heaven
It goes: "Angels? they are still in heaven!"
But there are none of them...
When we are sad -
We just pray for our lives
Just like a boy
Who had swallowed his knifes;
And angels are not still in heaven
Angels - they're not still in heaven
There's none of them here
Nither in heaven.
Live in a cage,
You may call it a freedom
A pretty long break,
Which is almost...
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מילים ולחן: אביב גפן.
תרגום, שירה ומרה שחורה: עבדכם הנאמן.
ופתאום, כשלא באת - נעשה לי קר.
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