Engineers of My Body
Но инженеры моего тела велели мне ходить по земле”.
- Борис Гребенщиков
The engineers of my body
Will me walk but I wanna fly...
They will me march but I wanna dance
They will me dead, I wanna be alive.
Yes, I wanna wanna fly,
Don’t wanna wanna die!
They will me age, I wanna stay young
Through many hundreds years beyond.
They will me mad, but I’m just sad
That I’m a toy in their hand.
Oh not a toy in their hand,
Even of a smartest brand!
I will to be free, not a slave of laws,
By which my body was made with flaws.
I flee to my dreams, and believe it or not
Music frees me of my lot!
Yeah, music frees me from my lot!
It sets me free from the way I was taught!
I dance my hopes, and without pains
Music frees me of my chains!
I dance away ... I fly away
I wanna fly and never die.
- Anya Zontova
June 2002, Los Angeles
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