Freedom Fero Turák - Ivo Schiller When I´m faraway on a sunny day I see lovers pretty high There is sunshine in the game they play The breeze of lovers is blown to stars Children´s tweet is getting to my mind Little girls dressed up their dolls Boys left you for their world to change to take the air with their device The childish time is for them all the freedom Nowhere sunlight I´m watching faraway Crazy grown-ups are hurting souls There´s no return to see the sunrise Crazy nowhere became our guide Fretted other minds how to get away The lack of sunshine blows my mind To try the freedom seems the penalty If it doesn´t match their plan (but) the run of love is out of time I´m digging up my summaries One forgets by the way I never say: „What are their gains being given by those under them?“ Solo half-rap Why are people so bad and cruel to themselves? Don´t copy those who live above their means for their selves. You can´t be like them. They don´t want you now and then You can´t hit their lines Why do you wanna be like them at a time? They are ill. Can´t you see? And you are free to have your fill The less you have the more you get in your soul and mind You aren´t blocked like them like a stabled horse They´ree blocked by rubbish of things in their homes Remember hatred and pride The worst rubbish in their minds If you are fired not given a helpful hand Look for the power from those less fortunate If you are cruelly taken down by your chief Just because you´re a different kind Try to find love somewhere else, in someone else´s mind Remember. Who seeks, will find Look at dogs my friend look at dogs They don´t betray you even if you are in a thick fog. It´s not shame it´s not shame To be true to be true like them Ref. Freedom freedom a case to sigh I have been one of its lover in spite of the others on the other side Freedom freedom a face to face Things´ve been always running Release ties and try to be yourself Freedom freedom Show me the shore My heart´s been always crying when people are not smiling more and more Freedom freedom Think of the times How nice it was when you were for the first time playing as a child