Freedom
Evening falls on the shoulders of the outgoing person
He will carry in my heart the mystery beyond the night.
Among the houses and churches of the woman looking for someone who is no more.
And how many people will not come back in your name
Freedom
How many have you made cry.
Without you
How loneliness
Until then,
While it makes sense to live,
I will live
to get you
Freedom
When the choir rises votes
He will sing,
To get you.
There is a blank check for pain and lives.
Every day is growing cynicism towards the lower (humiliated).
But the sun comes in the night and in the hearts of the weak,
And from the silence of love reborn looking for you
Freedom
How many have you made cry.
Without you
How loneliness
Until then,
While it makes sense to live,
I will live
that get you
Freedom
Will no longer be tears
Without you
How loneliness
Until then,
While it makes sense to live,
I will live
to get you