I'm waiting my flower
I'm waiting our spring
There's no one who steals you
There's only you and me
I'll catch you in the morning in evergreen fields
Your smell will fill my heart, you'll blank all my fears
We're free, we're free but nothing I am without you
We're free, we're free It's not what you think it's so nice, everything of you
Around us only trees, above us the sky
Over there a white house with every shape brings
Try to let me go there or send there my mind
Are not you my flower, no one we won't find
We're free, we're free but nothing I am without you
We're free, we're free It's not what you think it's so nice, everything of you
Don't you understand there are no words to hide
Places or dreams that we will never find
Bring me to Heaven through angels and shine but at least these are dreams
We're free, we're free but nothing I am without you
We're free, we're free It's not what you think it's so nice, everything of you
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