November 9, 2010 Leave a comment
My thoughts are free, who can guess them?
They flee by like nocturnal shadows.
No man can know them, no hunter can shoot them,
with powder and lead: my thoughts are free.
I think what I want, and what delights me,
still always reticent, and as it is suitable.
My wish and desire, no man can deny me
and so it will always be: my thoughts are free.
And if I am thrown into the darkest dungeon,
all this would be futile work,
because my thoughts tear all gates
and walls apart. my thoughts are free.
So I will renounce my sorrows forever,
and never again will torture myself with some fancy ideas.
In one’s heart, one can always laugh and joke
and think at the same time: my thoughts are free.
I love wine, and my girl even more,
Only I like her best of all.
I’m not alone with my glass of wine,
my girl is with me: my thoughts are free.