Mari Cheba - Місце сили

Misce sili (english)

When you are ought to choose what to expect
Which way to go, stereotypes to break
Stayed indoors a bit too much, stuck in Insta
While there’s so many doors in this world
And you are welcome

Wounds are ripening in me on the soil of silence
Common suppression of my right to choose
Exits,ligts, spaces and scales

I’m begging you, do not bend down
Overpasses and vasts
You are followed by the crowd
Of elves and souvereigns

I’m begging you, do not bend down
Overpasses and vasts
You are followed by the crowd
Of muses and magicians

Now and then I feel so bad
Like tons of concrete
Were dropped on me, the building was blasted
And sometimes I’m split in separate halves
Between opposite poles and I’m losing my strength
Houston, Houston, I’m looking for the place of strength
We’re all looking for the place of strength
But our data is incorrect
The place of strength is you!