You watch the clouds and dream. Follow the flight of birds. Try to describe the feeling. But you can find no words. If you could be a bird. Then you'd be really free.
Night Time - shrouded in mystery. The mist, the fog - there is nothing to see. Full moon - shining down on earth. Now, tonight - starts the forbidden.
Lights in the demonstration. Fights are all around. Signs of a generation. New ways must be found. . 'Cause they wanna be free, baby. They wanna be free.
Through the dark forest. Between the green trees. Stay and listen what they say. . Dejection in their voices. No hope in their cries. Hear their song with a tear in your eye.