It has nearly twenty years and you're
Tired of dreaming,
But behind the border is your home
His world, his city.
Thinks the fence is only
A piece of metal,
Something you can never stop
His eagerness to fly.
free,
As the sun dawns,
I am free as the sea
free,
Like the bird that escaped from his prison
And it can, at last, flying
free,
As wind that gathers for me my mourning
And my regret,
Way ceaselessly
Behind the truth
And will I know what it is ultimately, freedom.
With her love for flags went away
Singing a song,
He marched so happy he did not hear
The voice that called him,
And lying on the ground stayed
Smiling and without speaking,
On his chest crimson flowers,
Flowed ceaselessly
free,
As the sun dawns,
I am free as the sea
good naigt sweet daughter