April 10th, 2014

If I were 12 I’d be singing this song non-stop.

Oh wait.


Freed, released
I’ll never lie again
Freed, released
It’s decided, I’m going

Winter settles in softly in the night
It’s snow’s turn to be queen
A kingdom of solitude
My place is there, forevermore

The wind which roars in me thinks no more about tomorrow
It’s much too strong
I’ve fought in vain

Hide your powers, don’t speak of them
Be careful, the secret lives on
No moods, no upheavals
No emotions

Freed, released
I’ll never lie again
Freed, released
It’s decided, I’m going
And here I am!
Yes, I am here!
Freed, released
The cold is the price
For my liberty

When you look from up high
Everything looks insignificant
Sadness, anxiety, and fear
Left me long ago

I can finally breathe in this desert of snow
Farewell to spring and summer
I prefer my spells

Freed, released
I’ll never lie again
Freed, released
It’s decided, I’m going
And here I am!
Yes, I am here!
Freed, released
The cold is the price
For my liberty

Here, I live the life I’ve chosen
I left to rebuild my life
That’s what I’ve said, it’s so

Freed, released
I’ll never lie again
Freed, released
It’s decided, I’m going
And here I am!
Yes, I am here!
Freed, released
The cold is the price
Of my liberty

Freed!
Freed, released!
Released…

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