It is really a pity
To turn back from the gates of freedom city
To lay down a line
And not leave the table
How can you fly
If you're not willing and able
There is above and below
Within a circle there is somehow
There is above and below
Within a circle somehow
All along the friction
All along the friction
You were near the sunlight
And began to freeze
Sometimes silence
Is not all right
There is above and below
Within a circle there is somehow
There is above and below
Within a circle somehow
All along the friction
All along the friction
The greatest war is inside
There is above and below
Within a circle there is somehow
There is above and below
Within a circle somehow
All along the friction
