Haven't you heard the news

I'm almost there

Just a few more floors in free fall

I almost see the square



Life wasn't that bad

Just the days in between

First they killed my spirit

Then they killed my dreams



They told me I got the wrong papers to live in peace

They told me I got the wrong number when I called for humanity

They told me about my wrong birthplace about the colour of my eyes

About borders and restrictions I gave up with a silent cry



It is not the fall, that kills you

It's the sudden stop

A wise man once said

I'm about to be fucked



One last remark

Before I hit the square

Whatever happens next

I have nothing to declare



این آخرین پرواز ِ سمت ِیه دیواره

کی گفته پس ِاین شب، صبحی درانتظاره



برگ برنده این بار ، شاید تو دستِ مرگه

اونکه نبوده هیچوقت ، چیزی کم نمیاره



They told me I got the wrong papers to live in peace

They told me I got the wrong number when I called for humanity

They told me about my wrong birthplace about the colour of my eyes

About borders and restrictions I gave up with a silent cry



Haven't you heard the news

I'm almost there

Just a few more floors in free fall

I almost see the square



Life wasn't that bad

Just the days in between

First they killed my spirit

Then they killed my dreams.