He's almost twenty and he's already
But beyond the border there's his home
He thinks that the wire fence is only
Something that can never stop
Like the sun when it rises
Like the bird that escaped from its prison
Like the wind that gathers
And I will know what freedom is at last
With his love as a banner he left
He marched so happy that he didn't hear
The voice that called him
And lying on the ground he stayed
Smiling and without speaking
On his chest crimson flowers
Like the sun when it rises
Like the bird that escaped from its prison
Like the wind that gathers
And I will know what freedom is at last
Like the sun when it rises
Like the bird that escaped from its prison
Like the wind that gathers
And I will know what freedom is at last