Never locked with a lock
But you are locked to move
Never locked in a cell
But you can't be fly free
Horns and sound in Road
Rest in peace of silence
Horrible smoke in the road
Replaced by adour bouquet
Birds fly high with joy
Green touch cheeks of skies
Boring with same games
Gonna live makes me bore
But I never give up
With this tiny bug
But I stay home
With pride As a Warrior