Tell me, stranger, ancient tales of freedom.
How does it feel to be the wind?
Tell of lands unknown, trails of wisdom,
Sands of time and shadows of your dreams.
Tell of love that bears no limits
And of someone special from your heart,
Tell of birds-my sisters, tameless beings
Who devote their songs to One above.
Do they hover weightless and undying?
Are they strong to win through hurricanes?
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Leave me now behind my barbed wire,
In my sleeps your stories will remain.
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