She's silent
In darkness she thinks of the future
So powerless
Is the wind which carries the boat
Every day she wishes that he would be able to lost
That one who surely makes everything broken.
In her dreams she believes that someday she flies away
If only soon she may glue her feathers to her wings
In her dreams she knows that she's real angel
But got lost in her route and chose the wrong one
Knows the truth, only that is important.