Freedome
No tears, no tears
Only one old blind man
Your fears, your fears
You should hide them somewhere
Come to me
And I will show you
What it means
to be free...
(We're loosing him...)
Come to me
And I will give you
Something
That'll make you see
Doctor, doctor!
Am I going crazy?
No dear, no dear
This is just your freedome
So it's like that?
I like this feeling
I'm feeling well
Feel it by yourself!
So it's like that?
Will it last forever?
I wish this could bee real
Being free - ok, it's a deal
tiiiit tiiiit tiiiit
tiiiiiiiiiiii......
dla ciebie, bo powiedziałeś, że jak nie będę mogła zasnąć, to mam pisać...
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