My son!
Please, don’t forget my teaching.
Don’t hurry, hide your pride, and bow.
Don’t argue, kneel before the king.
And pray
The sun.

My son!
Please, don’t fly away so fast.
Your wings are flawed, you know that now.
Don’t even think of getting higher,
Closer
To the sun.

My son!
Oh, did you have to be a dreamer
Just like me?
It’s never done us any good.
I was trapped
Inside the maze,
The labyrinth
Of my own doubts.

I was a fool to think that I could fly.
No one escapes the hell they made.
They die
Inside the cage.
But you,
You have to get away.

My son!
Don’t listen to the wind,
It tells you lies –
The good old tales of freedom.
Euphoria, enjoyment, pride
Will make you weak,
Will make you think
You’ll reach
The sun.

My son!
Don’t listen to the waves.
They want you dead.
They’ll give you peace and warmth,
But only if they take your life
Forever in return.
Your body will be torn
To pieces.

My son!
It might be the price you’ll have to pay.
One day, one rapid flight,
One minute in the light –
The time when dreams came true.
The last thing you will see –
The sun. 

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