Singing, dancing,
Will I be free ?
Screaming, shouting,
Right to the sea.
Music helps sometimes,
To stay calm and
If you read between the lines,
You'll know I don't want it to end.
Right, left, turn,
Make a step back.
I'd like to return,
In this night all dark.
Left, right, turn,
Go straight ahead,
I want my nights burn,
And the sun's warm spread.
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