Free

Free

I am strong and I am free

no one can possess me.

I am running on the path

lost my old and wellworn skin.

No one wants it, no one cares,

but earth will embrace it gently.

A time will soon be passing

when there's not a single sign.

My blood is warm and flowing

and it's crying life, life.

What it wants is fullness in the daylight

and forgetfullness at night. 

Wonderful's the warmth of sunlight

soon's the time of blossom.

The moment to enjoy is here to stay.

The ;agic of Life, 1996.