It´s Dirt

They say a boy becomes a man At the early age of six But I'm not But I'm not I think I'm not strong enough To chip the stone With my hands With my hands Those wings are wounded to fly away Away from this place I Realized I tried it out, but I couldn't take off Off From this place and it's dirt My games and toys are replaced For shovels and dark coal Black dust mine Black dust mine Why some men think that We were born to do their work Mountain top Mountain top Those wings are wounded to fly away Away from this place I Realized I tried it out, but I couldn't take off Off From this place and it's dirt It's true that men become old When your bones are aged ten And I'm old And I'm old Why some men think that We were born to do their work Mountain top Mountain top Those wings are wounded to fly away Away from this place I Realized I tried it out, but I couldn't take off Off From this place and it's dirt Those wings are wounded to fly away Away from this place I Realized I tried it out, but I couldn't take off Off From this place and it's dirt Away from this place Away from this place