Текст: Suzanne Vega. Beauty & Crime. Unbound.

I knew a plant whose roots were bound
And then returned into the ground
Every day I watched it grow
Every day it struggled so

Roots were bound, the roots were bound
The roots were bound into the ground
Watched it grow, watched it grow
Watched it as it struggled so

I dug it up, I cut the twine
And so like this I made it mine
I watched it drink and watched it feed
And grow beyond it's simple need

Cut the twine, I cut the twine
Cut the twine and made it mine
Watched it feed, watched it feed
Watched it feed the simple need

Unbound, roots unbound
Unbound into the ground
Unbound, roots unbound
Unbound into the ground

I was once tied at the root
Confined with twine, both mind and foot
I cut it loose and now am free
As anything alive can be

At the root bound, at the root
At the root, both mind and foot
Am free, now am free
As anything alive can be

Unbound, roots unbound
Unbound into the ground
Unbound, roots unbound
Unbound into the ground

Unbound, roots unbound
Unbound into the ground
Unbound, roots unbound
Unbound into the ground