When I opened my eyes, gripped me some grief
Tears streamed down his face, I realized then that:
The smell of the walls, the view screens, wind Carry my song
Song of bitterness and despair, my mother is my bad

I wanted to scream, but I could not, I wanted to sing a lack of breath
I plucked my heart, my heart is no longer
I just wanted to tell the truth, but my mouth shut
I wanted to give someone hands now your hands are in the blood!

Black bread and black coffee
Possessed loneliness
They think their looking for happiness
That is called freedom

Black bread and black coffee
Possessed loneliness
They think their looking for happiness
That is called freedom

As the steppe horses somewhere my thoughts go the distance
I believe in people, I believe in you, I believe that will change the world
When this moment comes, which stops my breath
My body will be someone in this cell is again:

Black bread and black coffee
Possessed loneliness
They think their looking for happiness
That is called freedom

Black bread and black coffee
Possessed loneliness
They think their looking for happiness
That is called freedom

Yeah!

Black bread and black coffee
Possessed loneliness
They think their looking for happiness
That is called freedom

Black bread and black coffee
Possessed loneliness
They think their looking for happiness
That is called freedom

Oooo
Oooo
Oooo
Oooo

Oooo
Oooo
Oooo