| Come on, run as free as you can
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| What do you call freedom, my child?
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| Being able to run along the beaches?
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| To be able to shout in squares?
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| Is it possible to keep silent for centuries?
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| To be able to cry silently?
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| You, be you my child
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| Don't take freedom so lightly
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| Freedom is neither half bread nor half a song
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| It's a blue cloud in the sky
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| Hard to reach but not impossible
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| Freedom we can't share together
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| Let it not be the chain that is lowered from our hearts to our wrists.
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| In the blue mirror of your waters
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| I want to appear tall
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| I want to return to the sea
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| I want to go out in the waters
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| I want to return to the sea
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| I want to go out in the waters
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| Ships go to bright horizons, ships go
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| Ships go to bright horizons, ships go
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| Sorrow does not fill the tense white sails
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| Sorrow does not fill the tense white sails
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| I want to return to the sea
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| I want to go out in the waters
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| I want to return to the sea
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| I want to go out in the waters
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| Ships go to bright horizons, ships go
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| Ships go to bright horizons, ships go
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| Sorrow does not fill the tense white sails
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| Sorrow does not fill the tense white sails
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| I want to return to the sea
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| I want to go out in the waters
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| I want to return to the sea
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| I want to go out in the waters
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| I want to return to the sea
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| I want to go out in the waters |