I wanted to fly a little higher
I wanted to taste the clouds
And see the plains through another prism
Without guilt, without fear, without stigma

To prove the irrational sensationalism
Like a child in real essence

Why did they steal my dreams
Did they castrate my imagination
They gave me fear, anguish, trauma and affliction

I no longer feel the world around me
But I go around the world in an airplane
The sweet taste of childhood back there
But false sweetness in official speeches

Why did they steal my plans
Did they domesticate my lion
They created a new world of dreams
A nightmare, a jargon

They taught me to fight firm
To follow instincts and intuition
They just didn't warn so many people
That we are numbers of an equation

Why did they steal my dreams
They took away the true vision
Why did they steal my plans
With sweet and bitter illusion

Some decades have already passed
So many worldviews have passed
It infringed upon me and annulled us
This fallacy has not yet ended

Why do they still implant deception
Where the sensation should be
Of a segmented playful world
Of some boys with feet on the ground

My son, sit down, pay attention
Don't listen, give me your hand
Don't believe in everything they say
You are right
You have every reason