now, that they have opened the road to the sea
I want to join the others, and to go without you
I want to wear all the cloth, that I haven't wore in years
to open widly, the windows with the rusty shutters, and scream
I want to be free
and not be depending on love
or (denpending) on money, or chained to a place
words that you have told me
are senseless to me now
my time flies in the wind
a woman in our time, you said
needs to get along
and if there is something, to be sorry about,
is that, I haven't done that sooner before
that I couldn't look into your eyes
that I didn't dare to tell,
I am moving on..