You want me to fight ?
well, I don't think I can
I have been always quiet
with no aims , no plan
oh, how could I fly ?
I am just a bird in a cage
on my wings I can't rely..
haven't fluttered for an age
all I do is to sing sad tunes ..
and look at the world outside
Iam all surrounded by dunes
I've only learned how to hide
don't ask me to go to war
I'm too weak to hold a gun
I don't know what I'll fight for
Ihave been always on the run