Steamboats ( New song)

The joy of freedom leaves my mind. Looking back again, the hatred of fear. My soul is like a chick in the shell, it tears at will to move forward. History of the phobia that was with me. Will throw in an abyss suffering But you re forgetting for a moment, you see life. Fear throw overboard into the depths of the river. Hope has given rise dreams But I know I will always be exactly My suffering, my head is vanity. in my heart forever will remain important.