There, in the sky - the heart does not close ,
One bird circling ,
Sky big abyss of peace,
In a bold flight of life.
Circling and circling , something she needs,
Strong bird waits
Looking for prey , in splendid grandeur,
To abort the flight.
Free eagle circling in the sky ,
Over my head ,
Over the water vernal .
I , like you, the same proud,
And how do you , a stranger to all ,
And the same sinful .
Here , mining , asleep as usual,
Stone thrown down ,
Prehensile claws, bumped smartly
Wings leaped skyward.
Blood to drink again begin to spin ,
Fall off and wait
The Free Will , weak share
Strong win.