Кокон [Kokon] [English translation]

My room is like a suffocating closed prison,

But I'm trying to break free through the polyethylene.

I keep trying over and over.

I am left with only two words.

What can you build such hands?

But I did everything I could,

Carved patterns into the stone

And melted glass.

In this cocoon of glass and frames,

Neither darkness nor light seep through.

Maybe there will be a butterfly.

Maybe, maybe not.

Maybe it will grow a pair of wings,

Beauty, kindness.

It will be strong enough to spread its wings.

Maybe yes, maybe not.

My room is stronger than what is there inside it,

But I'm trying to break free through a solid sheet.

I keep trying over and over,

But I can not get through.

What can my sick head

Come up with?

But I did everything I could,

I built a world without authorities,

Destroyed all the mirrors.

In this cocoon of glass and frames,

Neither darkness nor light seep through.

Maybe there will be a butterfly.

Maybe, maybe not.

Maybe it will grow a pair of wings,

Beauty, kindness.

It will be strong enough to spread its wings.

Maybe yes, maybe not.

But what if the pupa will be empty?

What if the pupa will be empty again?

If the pupa is empty,

I will not be surprised. I have seen a lot of emptiness.

I'll keep following a simple scheme,

Starting over and over again.

In this cocoon of glass and frames,

Neither darkness nor light seep through.

Maybe there will be a butterfly.

Maybe, maybe not.

Maybe it will grow a pair of wings,

Beauty, kindness.

It will be strong enough to spread its wings.

Maybe yes, maybe not.

In this cocoon of glass and frames,

Neither darkness nor light seep through.

Maybe there will be a butterfly.

Maybe, maybe not.

Maybe it will grow a pair of wings,

Beauty, kindness.

It will be strong enough to spread its wings.

Maybe not, maybe yes.

• Artist:Flëur
• Album:2004 - Сияние