Thoughts are free
Thoughts are free, who can guess them,
they flee past like nightime shadows.
No one can know them, no hunter can shoot it dead
It remains: The thoughts are free!
I think what I want and what makes me happy,
but always inwardly, and as it suits.
My wish, my desire no one can deny,
It remains: The thoughts are free!
And if someone locks me in the gloomy prison,
All that is absolutely wasted work.
Because my thoughts pull the barriers to pieces
and walls in two, the thoughts are free!
I want to renounce forever the worries/sorrows
and want to never again plague myself with whims
One can in the heart always laugh