Knowing that from decay spring out new forms of life
Could loneliness then help to lessen one’s strife?
For every night I can hear some dancers’ laughter
Whose sound crushes my soul and makes my body quiver

Like a bird in a golden cage
I feel encircled by this whirling ballet
For every night it all echoes the same
Waiting my turn to join them in the shade

When the whirlwind of void is overwhelming me
Through the hazе emerges this gloomy mеlody
Feeling a presence through silence and misery
Shadows appear and begin their choreography
Like a bird in a golden cage
Feeling encircled by a whirling ballet
For every night it all echoes the same
Waiting my turn to join them in the shade

And in the end I am secretly attending
For it’s the only way my days take on meaning

If mind is a melody, body is a dance
Soul, an elegy... then let my whole life be a trance!

Like a bird in a golden cage
I feel encircled by this whirling ballet
For every night it all echoes the same
Waiting my turn...
Like a bird in a golden cage
Feeling encircled by this whirling ballet
For every night it all echoes the same
Waiting my turn to join them...
May my ashes join the waltz of shades!